This is a song about "Tight jeans on you"

But i got you guys, and now i have the confidence to rap tight/

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

On so tight that it begins to constrict your veins

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

My suppressor on tight, and bitch im playing rob 'n' hood

Just to stay in your arms, as you hold me tight.

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

By any means necessary get campaign right

With one false move ill get you fools sitting tight

Here, put in laimens terms, it's what you do with whats in you jeans.

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

I just wanna forever hold you tight,

They say love is the slowest form of suicide