This is a song about "Everest"

On point like the mt. everest tip

I had to fight back and shit

Atop mount everest then slit her wrists

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Of fucking mount everest

Been blood with them bricks, pimp

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

And if i everest, i won't die old/

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Top it, climbing mount everest, prime time fucka, gonna bring out the best of this

Higher than everest on dro, that's my skill level at rapping

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

It aint funny, they got money bags stacked higher than everest

Heart like a mountain....everest and i had to climb

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time