This is a song about "You re the girl"

But no self respecting girl will let you give her the d,

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

Re-write till my words perfectly are what you recite,

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

Money can be re-earned, but you cant turn back time

The way she walks and causes a fuss

With the other girl you kept above,

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

Tell you about the girl i fell for

Burn like furnace urns, re-furnish on the track as a fern,

My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

You 're a gap and a bully so stop this folly