This is a song about "Drug and girls"

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

Dumb girls doing it, and my shoe again,

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

See their parents were drug addicts, not adam and eve,

Boy and girls watch me unfold

And then we'll be ghost

Let me wipe my nose with these rappers

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

Thanks to me your a drug fiend and going insane

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers