This is a song about "Nice cats"

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Feedin' off these cats, i see my lats growin'

Real cats come out with aks not whack snippets

She likes the way it hits her lips

Nice hotel, nice weed, nice beer, nice ass

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

And tell me why would we just think about

Riding getting nice cause it's nice out

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

These other cats bring blasphemy

Fuck that now trying get the money

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

Think it's time you and i need to call it quits

Leopards... cats, they make you grow

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low