This is a song about "Ridin high"

Bitch im gonna blow you sky high

So let me tell you about this guy

And in fact i can’t deny

Look i'm fly, super saiyen high

That's the window into the sky

Everybody ,your hands up high,

And these artists don't need me they already rich

Ridin through my hood with the k with no brakes bitch

The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you

You know i was ridin’ and you switched up a gear or two

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Where's the other bitch that was here ridin wit me?

Yow am ridin around in my

Never had a chance to try

Shes ridin on my dick like a broom stick

Bad bitches onlygot a sign on my dick