This is a song about "Flirt with the beat and call it romance"

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Got a bugatti with black and white seats call it chinese checkers,

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

I'm a shotty with a mullet when i call it, use it to the fullest

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

Step to the beat and march on parliament strapped with heat

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Fuck it i'm done with this beat

Its youngmigokidd on this fuckin beat hit that gas call it ghost

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Y’all feed it to the preacher’s mouth and call it christianity

Wrap a lizard in gauze beat you in the jaws with it

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that