This is a song about "Bonnie and clyde smoking weed and shooting cops"

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

Smoking so much weed and im having a beer/

Loopy, asking 'why didn't they choose me?' and started shooting in pain

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Say aaah and open wide, im shooting projectiles

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Toke lots and hope cops

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

Half your body laying on my chest

Smoking kalifa , my weed the best

Back when we was shooting up cops

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

Shooting disses like bullets, spray and pray.