This is a song about "Momo fucks horses"

When i get to warwick avenue

Truth, he fucks you over boo.

An arsenal of fucks that are incessant.

Fuck the biz apparent, odd future errant

And their luxury life of crime, i'm writing rhymes on iron horses,

Go for mine, that ball shit, pour ciroc 'til i'm nauseous

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

You blazing up face it fucks

Who don’t give two fucks about shit

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

Never fucks with ashy larry's

I give bitches dick and leave

I’m playing my hand and riding the iron horses and trains,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

These rap skills are cunning i'm gunning at all these stupid fucks

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks