This is a song about "Dead puppy"

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

If not we're practically dead

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Need an appointment wanna be dead

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

It was a black and white puppy dog face sniffing me

They fasting they won't leave me ate

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Fuck around with me you just get dead

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

These cops trippin' now they want me dead

That's thick like puppy slush,

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Smack another person dead

Holla out my set