This is a song about "Fucken ur bitch"

Cold, my style making my nose run

Escaping from my fucken gun

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

I'm hurtin ur feelins and burnin ur ass ur fragile like glass

The glare makes me hard to find

From ur head n' ur mind,

Ur jaw drops when u get hit with a sawn off on the streets and mangled bitch

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Where only the wind fucken blows

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

What can i do, about your fucken life, a bitch like you don't deserve to survive

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

Like a line full of hoes

Cause your life fucken blows

And i like my marijuana bright

Leaving 50 ton ships fucken capsized