This is a song about "Ass shots"

Sippin' shots crippen after

So that don't even matter

Pop-pop two shots rollin' through

Nigga, fuck you. yeah, just you

I'll arrive in disguise and misfire shots

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

When they hear me rocking the groove

Call my shots, like babe ruth/

Poppin' huge glocks, put two shots in his ass and ran,

And i come through your window just like i'm hustle man

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Musical shots at your head,

Shots fired, get your head down

I drive that all around

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

My mentality is first send the warning shots,