This is a song about "You gone get this work"

Your tires gone missing so you go get your baton

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

And closest thing you get to god is being dead and gone

Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long

Despite all of this im still gone fight til you back to white

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright

Put in work never get a tongue stuck"

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

They don't love you till you gone

See, with you, i never see it wrong

Thats all you get now be gone

Got campaign going so strong

Yall niggahs gone get it bad

That we ain't never had

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

You don’t ever work, when you love this shit