This is a song about "6ix9ine reckless drugs city jersey guns cars rich bustdown vvs1 cuban link"

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Run away from the cars...

But i dont carry guns

That was my influence

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

Fuck rappin' about smokin' drugs, they hurtin' your lungs, tons, of guns.

You niggas the dirrect link

If i lost you be patient

I come from a city with more drugs than a evidence locker

And the games appeal to the struggling youth with no father

There'd still be niggas out killing

Yung-n-reckless in the building

Just screw 'em cuz their're totally reckless

This here’s a jam for all the fellas

You're dirty like the jersey shore with those orange hoes.

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close