This is a song about "Smoking running from polices fake friends"

Openly smoking dope from the grocery

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

All these rappers complain about fake friends

If you ain't about money

And fake friends need some therapy.

Running faster than these men running from they bastard sons

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

I dont need fake friends i dont take ends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Yeah keep laughing, you and your fake-ass friends/

From running past my dungeons

She likes the way it hits her lips