This is a song about "Chi s"

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

Not generic from ny, la, the chi, what hood am i gon talk about?

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

A thug niggas in tha house

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Im happier when high and drunk

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

Women front, they get its cold

S queezys very bold