This is a song about "S club"

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Hitmen taking out people at the club

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

Talking about fight club,

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Stimulating night in club type of fact

Where i from, it get cold

S queezys very bold

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get