This is a song about "Drugs bloods"

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Sell a dub mix some drugs

Good kids make bad grown ups

Young bloods really hate school but they study to rob

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Call me up late while im on drugs

While everybody got ammunition on deck

And like a bloods point of view, i'l have you seeing all red!

To much drugs in the bloodstream,

You ain't never seen

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Got thugs after me like the bloods,

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

I rep yung bloods/ yeah dey get it right/ bez close yah eyes/ cuz my fame is bright/