This is a song about "A grenade"

Code red, which means you go red

Just a warning not a threat

A store that dosen't get a

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Me and my affiliates the hottest in the city bitch

And i'll toss you a grenade instead of that trick or treat garbage

Your a horse without a saddle

This bag is from seattle

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

You're lyrically outweighed, so afraid that i'll blow your rap up with a rhyme grenade

Plottin' don’t even worry

I'm a grade a o g

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

Yup you got a lot a

Coroners comfort your mama