This is a song about "Nathan the fukboi"

The water from the past is the same water in the present

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

And you ride with this

The name of the game is

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Choked the one on the throne

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga