This is a song about "Bobbi s nuts"

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

Back to the point of wrecking one directiun's nuts

I learned from the father of lies that i'm nuts

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

He has bust our nuts

Shout out my nigga miles

Give no fucks, the flow be nuts

Or closed casket for our troubles

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

And the paranoia's clutch was enough to rupture nuts

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Nigga you must of gone nuts

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Ever since my grams got old she's been a bit nuts

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

And the paranoia's clutch was enough to rupture nuts