This is a song about "Shopping with friends"

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Cleverly comprised/ together with friends, family and dalliance

I never fit in with them light skins

His wicked 'friends' with their trending fashions,

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

2. this time i'm back with a couple new friends,

I got no friends with no ends

I think you and your friends

I never use a fork i always spoon her

By becomin friends with "the monster"

Now it's yachts, pockets got enough knots to take mobs shopping

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

The people that voted you are bitches your friends with.