This is a song about "We up"

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

And that's word to my nigga bad boy

Without your love it's cold as fuck

We dated, we broke up

Cuz when we fail we pull up a chair,

Turn around and then you flip your hair

We fight then we have make up sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I don't really give a fuck

Every night we blowin up

While working on my mistakes

We can fuck up our brains

We showin up, we blow the dutch

So y'all can cope n' touch

I said i don’t give a fuck

But then we would make-up