This is a song about "Sipping up on things"

Okay, i’m back off into this bitch

Sipping gin an you cringe on an oxy binge

You're sipping on dry air, man that's so bland,

Unify them, mob through, take over and

But five years from now i bet she see

I’m at the party sipping on bacardi

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Sippin' lean, crack on triple beams, now i'm doin' things,

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

I'mnot crazy but i'll admit my judgement can be hazy. sipping on that solo for so

Expecting things to go they way while sitting with they feet up

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Sipping on champagne to celebrate

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate