This is a song about "Worldcup germany"

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

- - and now look, a crumbled country thin on prodigies,

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Leaving the country soaked with oceanic regions

Catch me in the tour de france the way i cycle this flow

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

Sitting on name brand and u sitting on some shit thats not even in this country

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

In other words think like germany kill your competition,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

In greece i'd pilot a chariot thru skies at morning

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

I'm in ancient greece, getting head from aphrodite

They say its a free country but im not buying it

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that