This is a song about "Orange drink"

Time ain't on her side

And drink there syrup all night....

You don't drink, more for me

Trying to catch me riding dirty

You're dirty like the jersey shore with those orange hoes.

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Kinda ironic coming from a florida orange to be honest

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Crunching cheetos between my teeth turning em orange from white,

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

So bitch shut up so i can drink again, i gotta drink again

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

When your getting drunk at the pub im sipping orange juice

'round the clock, till i make my own clockwork of orange,

I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch