This is a song about "Summer an dthe stuff that girls do"

If you did, you wouldn’t want to be famous

If u get caught and cuffed/drop that stuff

When i get to warwick avenue

And all the stuff that you went through

Trust they seen enough

I'm hooked on that good stuff

I'm just aiming what i'm saying hope you bleed out emotion

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

Still stomping the chumps when they mouths get to talking that stuff

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Corner shops or restaurants, these were the only stuff they could do

I'm selling wisdom, just try and listen i'm tryna get you

Murdered every bod from my squad

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

But, us fucking each others girls, do you really think they get that shit?

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite