This is a song about "Walk up to the club pull out my nine"

I pull out my 12. gauge i'm the prime bearer

My nigga banks just be ready for whatever

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

Olajuwon, james hardeny’all niggas new to the sceneand that’s my nigga, supper club

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

Hitmen taking out people at the club

I say my goodbyes and walk out the porch door

I get her once i bet you keep coming back for more

Got to the suburbs pull out the ether and cloth

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

I get up out the club and i'm doing 90 down the highway

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

How the fuck you wipe your ass

I walk down the hallway to my class

Blew up the club i'm gone

I walked up and asked what's wrong