This is a song about "Bitches weed faded killi"

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

Got that nine yea im faded

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

I'm never faded though

Don't even sleep, the cheeba goin' keep me dreaming, i'm faded

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Me and my peeps often meet

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Never can i straight face

Faded like a barber shop

I love the way you walk

Eighty percent of kids are listening to y'all shit

Im hella faded, comin from the shaded,

Foolish, i be on that new shit

You must be getting faded