This is a song about "Starbucks white class job"

Gotta make that cash

Along with the whole class

Please don't let me be pigeonholed in no regular job

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

So while you niggas copy cat the cats who made classics

Do i bring discomfert to you're upper middle class starbucks dicks

I'm just fucking round in class

So chase the air hide your stash

Haters learn to bear, i'm lovie smith with the vocals

Explosion even killing the starbucks liberals

I make her cum a lot

Get you ready for your new job

Hand on knob, gotta do the job

I diddy bop and make them titties pop

I'm a nineteen year old middle-class upstanding white kid who would have guessed that?

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack