This is a song about "Penguin lawyer"

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.

The real muscle in the message of that

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

I don't need no lawyer, i'm in court without the order,

Bitch, you're a penguin, and penguins don't fly.

Now everybody put your hands up high

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

If you go and break them, make sure you go and get a lawyer.

U can try raising the bar but im passin the bar like a lawyer because,

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Like a penguin 'cause he's still lying in bed asleep

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Penguin waddle panties dropping down to the front street,

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Young money motherfucker we the shit

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.