This is a song about "Racking up"

Pour amaretto and get fucked up,

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

We never ever growin up

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

All because i'm slipping up

They just don't give a fuck

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Racking these bars i'm going so hard rebuilding myself again brick by brick.

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

So she decides to stand up, woman up and never give up

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Incredible flow you cant bind up (bind up)

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

Incredible flow you cant bind up (bind up)