This is a song about "Brad coon"

Just like a little snake creeping in the grass

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

I will sting you like a snake,

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

A young fox on his grind so steady

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

On a snake who faked the jack, yo, lift it back

Now worship me i'm a snake-goddamn allah!

The beer flowin' like water, louie bag with the prada

And broke niggas make me hesitant. im all about that green like a mexican that

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

She gott no its either work or in the city where they judge a coon