This is a song about "From the uk"

Nobody ain't own us yet

Drinking straight from the keg

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Live from the lamont's rose

To mcs that don't rhyme good

From hollywood to the hood

They be like where

From the threads of despair

Fuck it, they shrink to fit

Draw so fast from the hip,

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

I'm not frail from the exposure

And i got 'em every day, every day

(vlad:) you won't be ok, ranked 14th in the uk

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Sweat from their pores, foam from the mouth and nose