This is a song about "Tug ion"

Ion know but just have a clue of whatever you do

Let me drug you up and put different things in you

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

Like an ion thats how i live, hoes gotta gimme cat and i'm positive/

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

-ion rising up when the playing with gram tens

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

But, ion cherish shit, flyer than a pair of chicks

Tug these sleeves up my arms

Finish line with the tire marks

U gone close yah eyes/ n imam be standing there/ i know that's just not far/ but ion really care/

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Coming off my head, but ion suck dick tho