This is a song about "We don t we multiply"

Without your love it's cold as fuck

We goin out we showin up

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Lunar whatever we take we keep

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

We ball on top we ride till we die,

Fuck high school, motherfucker i'm high

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

As i seenobody cares about my history

Another day as i step out the door

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

We would laugh, we would cry, we would fight

Not me, i bet you remember the night