This is a song about "Dreads"

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

I spill the blood of rappers and use weezy dreads to soak it up

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

Stangle you with your own dreads and

Put the purp in the blunt

I spill the blood of rappers and use weezy dreads to soak it up

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Grabbing heads, ripping out dreads to lock them with

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses