This is a song about "Flid in my pants"

And a 'please to meet cha' when they reach in, the deep ends of your knee pants

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Doing nothing but braggin saggin my pants spitting like a dragon

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Kick in the pants, ass hurts, take that risk before its worse

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

My pockets fat, still looking for some pants my size

I literally almost shit my pants/

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

And i will pull down my pants and proceed to sit

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

And they the ones talking bout tuckin gats in they pants!

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands