This is a song about "109"

Watching for hollow-tip shots

And grow up to smoke rocks.

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

Confused by all these grids.

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Telling themselves they ugly

Luxury life, results living bad

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

Razor grips, laser spit

Better then ceaser salad.

Or something that you paid for

Stealing shit all day it ain't right either

Fucking hoes, no strings attached

I made a song at camp