This is a song about "Cops shotguns bitches"

Gotta go before neighbors call the cops

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Back when we was shooting up cops

Fuckin' up my gold pots

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

I remember shotguns and modest working class homes,

Cops won't look in the streets,

Tryna kill my dreams

That wont work so theyll call the cops

Sb nike's, with the grey box

They got caught up with cops

Fucking each others moms

Toss it if the cops advance.

They just wanna dance