This is a song about "G men"

They gotta point em out baby

I'm a grade a o g

I don't care what it did to them

I'm raymond for rap when it's raining men

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Sylvester stallone and arnie are the main men,

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

Bitch, they call it motor city

I had never fit in with the men.

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

We call each other homie g,

Bitch, i might make you my baby

On hip hop and grime my g,