This is a song about "Ap carry"

Agree, only want to thieve and carry pieces,

My criteria ain't even that serious

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

Rock an ap and a rolly, at the same damn time

But i dont carry guns

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

I have the right to be a little cocky, thats why im comparing myself to a$ap rocky

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

When life is too good to carry on

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

I used to be the most humble until

Me, for all the baggage that you carry still