This is a song about "Fake drug dealers and bitch niggas"

Fake mc's vomit. me and my niggas on the top floor in vegas drinking gin and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

I laugh because you and bitch niggas is synonymous/

All you niggas dead , dead fake

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

I should michael jordan these rappers

Drug dealers, rapists, and murderers

The drug dealers hit the street running the pavement.

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

How these fake niggas gettin so famous.

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Drug dealers til this day,

Cause it's friday, it's blacc friday