This is a song about "G spot"

With a fronted silent g.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Go and diss me you're history missing g

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

Where you belong with your family

We popping bottles, it don't stop

I murder you right on the spot

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

But apparently its talent g,

Make her scream my name, thats the g spot

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

But ion show no love g

I be gettin' money

But they can't do nothing to a g/

Third ward general, young cash money