This is a song about "Scotch"

Left my member's card and now this shit gon have an extra charge

Foreign drop top coups, and yachts guzzling straight shots a scotch,

Take you to my basement, get some scotch tape to wrap ya face with

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Got the beat jumping like hop scotch pussy poppin like pop rocks

Said i don't got scotch so my bars dont stick

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big