This is a song about "Being a g"

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

If he has a wire and says to a g "what's up?"

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

If he has a wire and says to a g "what's up?"

No it ain't easy

With a fronted silent g.

Plottin' don’t even worry

I'm a grade a o g

They say nothings ever free

The d-a-v-e f the mothafuckin g

Yeah, it's all natural baby

But they can't do nothing to a g/

Probably makin up stories so you seem like a g

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

While toking till i'm feeling high and smoking like a g