This is a song about "Sneaking out"

With out doubt i wont back out

I don't know what you heard about

Pull me in, throw me out

I must go like fly route

You hear me sneaking down dont you hear that shimmy

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Cause i can't believe i lost my virginity to you

And sneaking out with you five hours after curfew

My niggas'll probably clown me if i told 'em that i kissed you

There's nothing wrong with sneaking up behind a nigga like boo.

Gets home after a night out

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

Cut her, take everybody out

I'm going, ain't no cop out.

I gotta little clout