This is a song about "G raffl"

God wouldnt save you cause his name start with a g

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

The d-a-v-e f the mothafuckin g

I swear they think i'm crazy

With a fronted silent g.

Plottin' don’t even worry

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

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Bitch, they call it motor city

You under me what's your color g?

Go and diss me you're history missing g

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

But they can't do nothing to a g/

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy