This is a song about "Don t get popped"

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Prolly getting high like a popped ollie/popped molly

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

And a drunk’ll get popped and i’ll open the do’

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Detroit boy gon' fly, gon' get popped and land in novi

Popped a lolly im sweatin woo!

And while you doin you

She prefer the dutty wine

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

Tell these people something they don`t know about me