This is a song about "Ohh ohh"

And i ain't about to throw it all away so i can give it up (ohh)

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

Wale dc said we on joe

Bad chick on side me (ooh ohh)

Ohh no... now she's using her toes!

Guess i’m different than most

Vimy ridge. uhh ohh. the germ's got 30 to 45,000 men. oh that's cute.

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Plus the broad band’s always slow and your like “ohh, has it loaded yet”

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

And i ain't about to throw it all away so i can give it up (ohh)

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window