This is a song about "No hairline"

No no no guarantees

Lights please, lights please

In the club like fuck it, though

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

I dodge em like clippers to a hairline that's receding

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

No money no talk,no energy no walk

Like a line full of hoes

No, no, we are not those

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

Never pledge allegiance, god given flow

No specific pick , no particular list.

Suck her neck before i eat her like she's breakfast

And watch seja retreat and disappear like sarthaks hairline

She on molly, she with mary, at the same damn time