This is a song about "G thang"

Catch me out in bourbon screamin' "money ain't a thang"

But my character never could be like them, man

Shit with our whole family

I'm a grade a o g

Better than alcohol in everyway my mary jane, is showing everyone her thang,

My adversaries bleedbut fuck 'em all 'til the talk cease, fuckin' with a changed man

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

Now that am no longer b i g

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Blood gang aint no new thang, i aint new to dis shit

With a fronted silent g.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Go and diss me you're history missing g