This is a song about "Gangster fawzi"

Them lames ain't even know the newest planes came out

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

I'm the only gangster who doesn't have a bitch.

Thought he was a gangster and a pimp to the prostitutes,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

And i'm like a gangster

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

And me and them rappers we don’t share no common ground

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

Haters in the crowd, if you see 'em point them out