This is a song about "World cup"

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

You couldn't carry a rhyme if i gave you a cup

Off of the third blunt i burnt up with my purp cup,

I wouldn't fuck another girl out of the club

See, sometimes we all need a little whiskey in our cup

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Feeling like he was living in a ditsy cup.. (ditsy cup..)

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

Chewing and spitting rhymes like grizzly, spit cup in my hand stiffly,

I'm over the fact, that i'm not your cup of tea,

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

I thought it'd get better but

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

Yellow diamonds iced up, purple drank white cup