This is a song about "Wacking it"

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

She says it, you do it

Another love song about shit

It makes me sad to see it

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

Hear it, endear it, believe it.

Like he back that shit

Is what you make it, shake it

Yes we bout it bout it/

About some tyga beef shit

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

Now easy does it, you can't do it like deezy duz it,

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

Ya love it gone admit it

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

So is you bout it, i really doubt it, doubt it/