This is a song about "Gay guns and rainbow bullets"

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

With no guns and no shields

All that ass in your jeans

Dead man beside em and he takes his guns and mags

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

Fuck kissing and hugging. they love pushing your buttons

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

My bombs of bullets hit and drop i'm a killer psychopathic

Listen close just in case she don’t know my intentions

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

I might just bust and these bullets aint rubber

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

You better pray to jesus once i go and feed you bullets