This is a song about "Don t touch my r"

This is my high rap, you cant even touch my high stacks.

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

The third one is mixed, white and black

Boys don seen me. fly so high i need stop it hell is my

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Pissing on girls like r-kelly, feeding them my jelly

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.