This is a song about "Coolin wit da niggas"

Chillin in da park wit bad bitches in my sight

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

These is for da niggas who always put u down nd say that ur not able to make it

I'm coolin with my homeys, they know how it is

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss

And its just me and niggas wanna smoke wit me?

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Niggas aint kind leave ya alone wit a dime

I’m inclined with women who come on they time

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

Somebody ring the church bells for da man wit no ring on