This is a song about "360 no scope"

Pussy nigga want it he aint even know he was on scope

Wale folarin somethin they can't ever smoke

No, no, we are not those

This life i chose

No money no talk,no energy no walk

This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog

No monopoly type flow, no chance

If i don't make that man there dance

My balance be so tight rope

With a lyrical scope

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

No conscience, no need for resilience

No affiliation

You can disown him or stone him

No set trip, no color claim

Straight shots don’t toast champagne