This is a song about "Old friend called fynley"

Nigga i ain't never scared

She hangs up, and calls a friend

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Theyre called chains and rings

I say that the pool is closed

These wack bitches getting old

To my newly found friend

Beach on the weekend

You know that shit is my best friend.

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

All this paper i fold

Then those bitches who grew old.

Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best