This is a song about "Wind it up"

Working the drywall partying it up

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

Cause imma step it up, build it up

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Drinkin whiskey throw it up

Your weak so give it up, while i live it up

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

Blowing away with the wind, what does it end, this chase,

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave