This is a song about "G o b"

But ion show no love g

Wanna see you work your body

Bait baby, wait baby

I don't need no props b/

You know me, cool breeze, a nigga high

Holla at the g-o-d before you d-i-e,

I'm a grade a o g

Do you think i'm crazy

Chillin' with homies and family

Imma take over new b

Let me rideuntil i get free

Peace to ron g, brucey b, kid capri

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

B-b-back to the #future making bread out of #toast,

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

I'm wicked so my image makes me snoop d o g