This is a song about "Selecting your friends like on tinder"

Bong, vaporizer, in the sack now

Your friends are left wondering how

I'm not like your friends or what your friends think

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

To increase my ends

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Keep your friends close and your enemies closer

Your friends sees you only as dollar signs.

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

Cause your pussy like your friends, an you ain't from the projects

Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents