This is a song about "Feet tickle"

Failures who cant stand up on their feet

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

The choice can be no other

Yeah he's six feet under

Me and my peeps often meet

Got the new retros on my feet

Watch the ground floor come down under my feet

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

These hoes ain't checking for no nigga with no vehicle

I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' money tickle

I feel the sand on my feet

The drug that they brain need

In this city so just bow down to my feet

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Aye it almost got me 6 feet