This is a song about "El it"

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

So go and ride it, roll it up and ignite it

You hear it, might as well endear it or fear it.

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

So is you bout it, i really doubt it, doubt it/

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

She says it, you do it

Rack, rack city shit

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

Ill snap u in have like the seahawks did randell el/

Yes we bout it bout it/

Could be applied to this shit

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Im in it to win it. i did it. i killed it.

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Twists it, turns it, beats it, burns it, tortures us in silence