This is a song about "9 shots to the head"

Weed up, better make a sound

Could head home, i got pussy to pound

Got the head game but give body shots like im rocky,looking cocky,

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

My mentality is first send the warning shots,

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

The web you created in your head

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

Head to the beach and try to sink

Listen, hold up,the young dude focused

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

It’s whatever, you shine, i shine

Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living

Rocking with the shower head pissing.

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Used to be neglected, now im the one who call shots