This is a song about "You lad me on"

On your eyes you cry, and it's cus of me

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

I grew up on rap dawg, you could say it raised me

If you come round me like that youll get fucking slapt lad

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

I look down on you and you look up to me.

You ain't even call me on my birthday

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

Bait baby, wait baby

You shower so much on me

Put you on earth like sediments you think you murking me

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

You don't know what's growing on me you don't what i'm going

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring