This is a song about "Wrap wrap wrap"

Rag on my hair, wrap weed in vegas, rockin' vagabonds

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

I used a people magazine as a blunt wrap,

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

I try to wrap my head around it, try to understand,

Wrap his throat with knotted rope and hang him from the balcony

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

And by the celophane is type of plastic wrap

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Got me goin off like im gallagher, plastic wrap is surrounding ya,

What is hittin' for

Wrap that blunt under after

That nap wrap gap trap bitmap match flap strap slap crap spat

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad