This is a song about "You ain bout dat life"

How you gon battle me wit a style dat i made up?

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

I'm ill an dat, 'bout as sick as a hypochondriac

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

And i need you to show me love

That life is all bout vegas

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

He nigga dat set you up, is da same nigga you hid wit

She ain't no hoe, what you talkin' bout

Red bottoms y'all and the ass is out

But we should be body to body

And i spank dat ass. you aint fuckin wit me.

You talkin bout you breakin out

I must go like fly route

No more weak shit comin at you hard you here dat shit

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket