This is a song about "Windows 10"

Fuck a club, in the whip, windows up, blow o's

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

Green windows looking like they're made of stained glass, gothic

I think that she knows

Had looked through the windows!

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Im shinin too hard on these hatas roll up yo windows

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

Lock your windows and doors at night, better watch out for my knife

This isn't no griot but a mere portion of a semi-important life

Maybe you should bolt the windows and check under the stairs

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense