This is a song about "Corey ye"

Al give ye a tip seen as ye you canny see me visually

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Ye yall people best believe it

Me and you just need to talk a bit

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

Ye, he he, fizzle right here , hahaha, spread the message!

What am i gettin too wordy for ye, is my shit too dirty for you,

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

You're a bitch and i'm here to dismiss ye,

Of what coarse lyrics ye are moulded, i hate people

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Ye hit me, let it all out and maybe even forgive me?

As i seenobody cares about my history

Lord i love you forever, and i shall respect ye

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby