This is a song about "All my niggas are killas"

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

But its cool, all my niggas say is lefty

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

My bones are all flexible

Took me a while just to write those

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Just the perfect time, just to master mine

All my niggas talk shit but dey can't kill time

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

Just like some niggas say they got bullets my hands are ammo

All these niggas on my side said stop with it

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole