This is a song about "New whips"

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Without the whips and chains it's still displayed the ways that they would bleed

When you spill out hits

I crash whips when my track skips

New is new, don't compare to the precedent/

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

You gotta new pack of new crack, stop acting o.g you only new jack

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

This is a new episode of a new chapter

I want to make the world new

I be stuck to you

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Whips they cant afford to carry

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

And grip whips to switch hits to each ribs