This is a song about "Blasting niggas with a ak"

All you niggas comin with me its a fuckin trap

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

Had i not been exposed to these things

We blasting off like a team of rockets

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time

Put 'em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine"

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

Get an ak and massacre you all with gold all in each coat

In a house, with my niggas, and no mouse around

You must have joined the illuminati just to ball out

In my search for fame will i change? i'm askin

I'm blasting off like a rocket ship acknowledge him

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

Put 'em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine