Fetty told Maxim the “song doesn’t have anything to do with love, really…” It’s about a girl who “learned how to cook crack, and she kind of did it so good that she made enough for the both of us,” he says. “She knew how to stretch that shit.”
Aw, yeah! So glad this nonsense made it through the hopper. Some people think that terms like "white privilege" have been overused and are sick of hearing people complain that white folks have a history of ripping off black folks' musical stylings. Maybe they have a point. But then shit like this makes it all seem relevant again.