This is a song about "Finga on a trigga"

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

My savage niggas ran in yo shit empty'd that clip, pull that trigga to yo hoe head when she

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Stack a gang of bricks racks on racks get our grind on

Its a funeral on april twentieth,

Babe you know it gets no better than this

She do everything i say

Put a eighth on lay away

Raw, like a hard on wit no condom on

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong