This is a song about "Bullet proof"

I'm so into you, witness a nigga make the bed bang

My coupe is bullet proof and i gotta luggage van,

Bitch niggas be afraid to speakwe the last ones left

Walks in a bar weapon suppressed, bullet proof vest

Top ranked, number one my son

Proof that's not enough reason

Gained a bullet bane, bang bang.

I put that shit on my man

Pop a bullet in your chest,

Beach on the weekend

And if i want to go outside

Place a bullet right up in his side

Dnt believe me, just wait for the proof,

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

Coming with some proof see at yo funeral *raps in the tomb

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june