This is a song about "The death if a friend"

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

If you give up this battle, i might make it a fast death,

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

What a nervous purchase a death circuit i stick to the surface/

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

All the shit that his dealing on his own, if only he had a friend to phone

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

If the feds run up on you , you're going to death row

If you let me, i'm not just a friend,

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

I was shivering 'cause i was scared, what if as a friend she leave me.

And i'm a hit'cha wit the blow of death

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress