This is a song about "Ghetto bit he s"

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Cause all i want is change and my niggas they wanted the same

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Bit by bit showing my colors

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

If only he was ghetto mans maybe we would sell a bit

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

I wanna sip a lil bit

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

He throws up every single bit of his hell

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust