This is a song about "Weed drank juice shots party dance hands good stunting texas ny hoes"

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

I drank pop and i smoke weed, my veins clot, and you ain't even know it,

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

With them jordans on and the sheep coat, the weed smoke from that good kush,

That hands you weed and alcohol

Hope my city is not too far

Titty, ass, hands in the air, it's a party over here

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

See, my bitch is the type of bitch that gotta keep it real

Titties, ass, hands in the air, it's a party over here

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Aiming at this hoes neck, no hands no triggers

Freshjive, yeah i get it no charge

Face down then ass up these hoes keep a good arch