This is a song about "Annabelle and krass"

But you're loving mine i am the shit

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

And don't ever (and don't ever)

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Check the stats, my team winning

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I'm a gentlemen women tell me my wisdom is different

I call it speaking tongues

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts