This is a song about "Foot"

That damier bag i bought her

I've got my foot on your shoulder

I put one foot in front of the other

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round

Raise a hill place my foot in the sand creating a mound,

Got lebron entourages like maverick and richie paul

Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall

Spit magic im dumbledore run the game til my foot sore

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

White boy, six foot, packin a nine

If they find that stash box just one time

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

This fucker was twelve and was six foot, with a vicious hook

But we got off on the wrong foot

Aye, hold your head homie, look