This is a song about "G flex"

Go and diss me you're history missing g

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Shady, fifty, d.r.e., d o double g,

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

Im happier when high and drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Enemies try to flex,

Sweet, okay makes sense

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

On hip hop and grime my g,

Must be something you want me to see

But they can't do nothing to a g/