This is a song about "What who you hanf around"

And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocritesthey way they see it, we was meant to be kept down

Imma tell you a story about a kid at school who thought he was the greatest kid around in this town

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Imagine if you was raised around a fucker who couldn't stop giving you shit/

And who knows what happened, elementary

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Who knows what you'll find if you enter

And who the fuck is you, you claiming you'se the king of what?

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Hoping you never come around

Baby heading down a cloud

For these kids who play around, but hating's just the same shit,

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

What comes around goes around like a hula hoop

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot