This is a song about "Split wigs"

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Like split second decisions

The jiggas and the tips

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Every day was a saturday, shit

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

So i must then get, off the bus then split

But my magic trick will cause a car to split,

We never tattle, let god handle that

I put that nigga in his casket

Leave them like toes in sandals get, split,

This pair of sixes is paranormal that rare shit

Its a man's world re-write your lines lickety split

With split muscles, spillin' curdling blood flows

You got your mean little walk with the model pose