This is a song about "6 shots"

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Leaving your brain stem in fluids by lead shots

Im throwin' shots to yo body

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Fake niggas get dial tones

Taking shots that rattle my bones,

Grabbing control of your brain mentally insane with the shots

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Shots fired, get your head down

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

I've been balling those shots

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Sippin' shots crippen after