This is a song about "Gang shootin"

Fitting ya without ma gang

Hoppin' out a van

Go harder when i'm angry, shift keys shootin all caps

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

Cougars- they keep me shootin' like a reuger suggests

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Killin rappers by the dozen cause im flooded shootin buttons,

This is why her nigga mad

Fly bitch gang we did that

Shootin out the ground and mountains round like an enormous geyser

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

For shootin' done to you or we're losing' money