This is a song about "The homies lit an about to go out ballin"

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

You're going home alone cause homies show you to the exit

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

I understand they need to go out and pay the bills,

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

To the oppressed out there, go on, just keep your head up

I dont get it lit, why jeopardize my life to the size

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

I'm the coldest out ballin

Lookin’ for some action

On a daily basis, ballin is the basics, this shit go so hard

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part