This is a song about "Banging chicks"

But gang banging was an absolute calamity

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

And run with motherfuckin' crews banging, controllin' blocks,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Man you can't join my clique if you can't attract the chicks

But, ion cherish shit, flyer than a pair of chicks

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

You old kicks won't find new chicks.

It's moe, all i need is more chips

People in the ghetto are banging, and steady knocking domes,

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Murdering man who fucks chicks

The youngest of my mother kids

Just thirsty chicks tryna see the d

They say i talk like im god body