This is a song about "Finna blow some shit hope the hoe get it"

Could have left him dead in the streets, fuck that i finna get some eats

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

So i banged for a minute

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

The way we blow that shit up, call it hamburger hill,

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

Blow some dro and letting shit go…

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

Finna blow up quick, kill beats and toe-tag shit,

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

It's all good, finna dog that

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Cause i am the sickest.. so i hope you get it, cause i ain't gon give it

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit