This is a song about "Bad homies"

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

My homies in the back screaming "b.i.n.g.o

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Call all my closes homies dr though

3 homies chilling making classics

Had i not been exposed to these things

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

Me and homies sat back, relaxed blazin' chronic,

But homies,are you ready fight to win?

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

Homies my only certainty

And losin all his money

I think you and your friends

Homies could get they dividends