This is a song about "Gats and bitches"

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

2dopeboyz i know you like this

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

Cameras and lights, fuck that, gats, i'm packing them,

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

And they the ones talking bout tuckin gats in they pants!

Stackin' plaques, platinum tracks with crack and gats in hand,

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

My team getting digits

With gats, extra mags and clips

Because you say your sprayin gats and that you tote some too

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew