This is a song about "Bitches money nwa guns"

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

We got dat guns and flow

I hit the studio

With no guns and no shields

Tw-tw-twelve carats and that's all ears

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Without the sound of guns

Talking about the god you serve

And my guns are directors

You can't evade my guns,

3m's on my new balance