This is a song about "Gangster move"

Its soo-woo season and shawty dick teasin' now for that reason

Never was a gangster till i graduated to one

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

I'm feelin' like i better have an answer

The irish fuckin gangster huh? how hard is that?

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

And bring wiz khalifa cause the green look pure

Why go enclose a dyke gangster, custom manure

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

Hatin’ niggas? chalk em out. go on, get the coffin out

To increase my ends

My hands move by themselves

You ain't a rapper, freestyler, or gangster

They'd only be happy with a minstrel actor

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

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules