This is a song about "Called the police"

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

U prolly the one callin police

Still hear that laughin under breath while the orlando police

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

I drink underage, and scream fuck the police,

Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far

Can't tell which direction the police are..

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

I came up in the streets, stay duckin' police

Got the police bustin' at me/

Took my heart away from money