This is a song about "My gf"

Like that bron-bron? i had that long time ago

Fucking him like my gf emmy eya-eya o

Lets celebrate, levitate, with the loud

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

That's your sister, gf, wifey, if you found out i bet you'd hate me

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Chasing them checks, nike work

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Looking at your money

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

My words are my rhythm