This is a song about "Reuben collins"

Wit my kin that i came in wit

Throat clench and your smile flip.

In hopes the bullshit from your lips'll just make everyone flip

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

This coupe-i'm... in, highway about a buck fifty

I flip their ass off like an acrobat on a trapeze

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

Just how i wasted yo momma last nite for one little buck

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

I gotta know if it's real or not

Your like a tourist with one flip flop

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

They'll turn you and flip you like your food and their tongs.

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

No matter what i try to make a quick buck,