This is a song about "Flexing on niggas"

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

You all expendable niggas on your sylvester stallone

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team.

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

I swear to god i go in on these niggas no homo

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

I got something you've been waiting for

Imma ball on you niggas like shawn kemp

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Flexing so hard, i'm gonna bust a vain

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again