This is a song about "Big ganster girls guns"

That was my influence

You can't evade my guns,

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Thumbs up, guns to the gut, pull your trig, shot like the notorious b.i.g,

And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

Where the guns ain't an issue, and death is big

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

Tranquilizer guns fertilizing these soiled ones

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Guns so big my barrel is a double muzzle

Guess they ran out of options

Without the sound of guns

With no guns and no shields

So if you wanna leave