This is a song about "500 g"

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

With 500 characters i can take you higher than if you smoked an eighth

Go and diss me you're history missing g

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

500 miles push on the disc brake

At an extremly alarming rate

Trying to be a cool g

And niggas flashing crazy

About some tyga beef shit

G-unit would make of it!

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

The good kid from the ugly city

But ion show no love g

I'm a grade a o g

I was wondering maybe