This is a song about "Bling blang"

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

I will fight swinging while your shit singing and showing off your bling and shit i

He showed his bling and got out unscathed

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

I bling already why the fuck you trynna show off

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

Turn the bling up like imma pharoah

Ran outside to see the big show

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

She likes to look in my hood, she says it's the best shiny bling with all rippled beats