This is a song about "Fronting"

Now mama see that shit on oprah and know that it’s coming

Cuase if i hit em up then we fucking ain't no fronting

I've been fucking fronting with you since i kicked open the damn door.

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Some of us be fronting, some of us is really criminals

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Hoe, bitch why you fronting? you ain't come up, so why you showing up?

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Came on her stomach, pull out, never fronting

And getting money is the song i sing

Just like them, you talking plain and fronting flashers

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth