This is a song about "G raffle"

But apparently its talent g,

The good kid from the ugly city

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Trying to be a cool g

But ion show no love g

So gon' and be my dealer baby

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Take a shot of bacardi and drink another beer g

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

God wouldnt save you cause his name start with a g

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

On hip hop and grime my g,

Look, i'm still talking to you baby