This is a song about "Status night club bangor"

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Anxious but laughable rappers, passing collateral status

Who's sneaking in the club?

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Stimulating night in club type of fact

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Go to school, practice conforming to become cool, to increase my status.

I feel im the best just aint got the status yet.

My crewsurvive reincarnation after i’m dead

Dont see how you can hate from my side of the club

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Baby super star status

Well, um, there's a but

Braggin in the night club,