This is a song about "You better chug listerine on instagram love birch"

This is the shit that is makin' me cynical

Chug-chug-chug-chug off when he gets to cocking his #pistol!

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

Sexxydave on the mic, you fucking rappers better go running/

I can name 50 people on here better than you

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

If you ain't with it then you better stay on the low

Nowadays you look empty, ya love runnin on a low supply

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

Finna get a swisher and fill it with at least a gram

Reality expressed like a touch of instagram

Boy, you better run, cause you on deathbed,

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Boy, you better run, cause you on deathbed,