This is a song about "Bobby shots"

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

No fucks given to any body ill be shaking and baking like ricky bobby

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Grabbing control of your brain mentally insane with the shots

Fake niggas get dial tones

Taking shots that rattle my bones,

Breaking into your house with nothing more than a bobby pin.

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

No fucks given to any body ill be shaking and baking like ricky bobby/

Winner of the tracks, ricky bobby

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

But here i am, ricky bobby, shake and bake it

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks