This is a song about "Mine you think you so scary"

Then it gets scary when you realize that they're a mirror

I’m picking through the crowd tryna see a little clearer

Come so let me know what you think!

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Worried about losing you you ain't even mine

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

But when you try to take em, imma make you bust yours so i can bust mine!

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

This is everything that we call hype

So, actually think before you write.

Me love you long time

That sometime you wont be mine

I think its love dont you think so

Hit the club she drop it low