This is a song about "Fuck the wihte guys"

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Belonging to the girls who chose to beware guys

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

Belonging to the girls who chose to beware guys

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

You guys chilled at the smoke pit

I never fit in with them light skins

To intercept the bad guys intentions.

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

As the vertex rises as you guys pose

Or that the other guys wives spines were discovered all bloodied

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Like us, cause were the guys that the teachers discuss

Together all the timethought it was true love

We on the rise, me and g, ghetto wise guys

Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price