This is a song about "Getting shot from a black car"

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

Its like being shot in the face, with a shotgun, from close range.

Niggas getting shot just for bounty, not the toilet roll.

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

Someone always getting shot, the killer doesn't get caught

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Money goes away with shots from a black beretta

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

While prostitutes still getting money from sucking a cock

My rhymes will have you living from house to car

By bootin motherfuckers like a shootin star

You can save a man from getting two bullets in the brain

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

Yea got big stacks get me a car

The things they say went a little too far