This is a song about "12 pound smoothie"

Got it from my youngin plus a 4 pound with it

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

They put my name on fuckin platinum, gold is pound for pound.

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

You a bitch, i send you to the pound,

Then speed it up, this playing in the background

Nothing i'mma do is gon work

That hit heights like junkies who pound herb.

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

Pound cake, me and kid freestyle, peace out,

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

I found that i spit profound above all these niggas like i smoked a pound

I lay my raps down pound for pound on this

Welcome to hell, niggasi rock bad bitches

Cause everytime yall come around

Yo bro, wanna go toe to toe pound for pound