This is a song about "Dont shoot cops"

She'll shoot at you with vocabulary

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Only thing around here is like my flow dope, if they dont shoot they snort it out

You pull up in parking lots

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Also dont forget to mention hiding from cops

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Now i cocking meth and killing cops

So give it baby

Who shoot them back at me

And mine somewhere bout mars

They got caught up with cops

That got your mother high

And shoot the fucking sky,