This is a song about "You gave me butterflies in my stomach"

If our love was cocaine you gave me kilos i gave you zero point eight grams

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

You saved my life, you revived my heart and made it strive, gave me some drive

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

The greed inside my soul gave me shove,

But it's still cool just to dream man because

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Gave me head just to fit in with them, that's social psychology.

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

Now i need something in my stomach cause i haven't ate

You gave me hell whether or not i asked for it

Hypetrack that and send it, nigga it's a sack shit