This is a song about "Stripdancing girls"

Bruh, i see, girls everywhere

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

You little young-ass motherfuckers

We should appreciate the girls

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

These girls be so thirsty,

I'm wale, the new nigga on the block

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

Sweet, okay makes sense

All the girls wanna have sex

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Now that girls over me

Leave sweet, good hearted girls alone.

So i guess you think you grown