This is a song about "Sofa"

Bitches mad, was eating on they sofa

I try to tell them i'm one of the

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Got me engraved in this sofa, zero production is what i make.

That pisses on a sofa.

And muthafuck the quota

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time//

We rest on the sofa

My all gold rolly or the

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Sitting deep stuck to your seat like your comfy sofa,

Without no reasonable doubt y'all was all on the sofa

'nova- i'll sit on my sofa and shit in your soda