This is a song about "We are band of brother ride to die"

But most of the time

She's a ride or die dime

She's a ride or die dime

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine

In the lambo looking like a fly

Don't cry its a ride or die,

All the girls really want is fun

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

Just because of who we are,

I guzzle up at the bar

Cruising on relationship, but need a different boat

Stones are thrown, rocks are kicked, we die and roam the globe,

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Had to watch to my own brother die in my arms