This is a song about "Goin bag"

Displacin' my tears cause somebody tossed my bag

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

Im goin hard you hardly goin at all

We goin' hard, we're goin' far, that's who we are

When i step up out the maserati car

Then you're fucking confused,

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Get carried away in a body bag

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

Everyday i'm from the ghetto, put y'all in a body bag,

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

Got problems, what? i can't say

Goin 90 down the freeway