This is a song about "Gangsters drugs wcs murder"

Little white gangsters, i'd call that phase ironic,

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

Niggas thinking of moving, aj flipping computers

The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

Housing projects, middle class gangsters, aim and spark it,

I came up hungry

Murder his family

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

We thinkin you got em and going murder

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her