This is a song about "Olivia hogan"

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

Thats keith and actualluy kaarnage raised in a barn bitch

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

I was at the crib wit my girls you can call me lizzy i

My family's from the south, stayed at papa's house

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

From the projects to the penthouse

Since there were drugs all around the house

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

We can go to the mall, then be back to the crib

I bagged it up, put it on the block and couldn't flip

You fly down the crib, get the arses there,and return to the cliff,

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Why the fxck i let you in my crib, im so delirious

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush