This is a song about "G y"

We call each other homie g,

But we should be body to body

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

Its funny how y"all think you're so macho

Y you bitches think that im still playing,

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

I love you only aid for you y

Now everybody put your hands up high

Go and diss me you're history missing g

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

While all those ships go tips(y)

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

It's no longer a new jack city