This is a song about "G s and bitchs"

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Everybody witnessed tombstone by taker and 2f5's by brock the baker

While toking till i'm feeling high and smoking like a g

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

Boys stoppin me in the hall and theyer saying hey g

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

People stop me in the club and they're saying hey g

On hip hop and grime my g,

But make sure if they do see

Its y-u-n-double g, and if you trouble me

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Attention is a must

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

If he has a wire and says to a g "what's up?"