This is a song about "Gon freecss"

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

That gon' be the realist tell em

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

The muhammad ali intensity gon make you realize the king in me/

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Trying to catch me riding dirty

And nobody gon' ever stop me"

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Gon' #throw #up-wards though, disposing the resistance

Got a seat, ain't gon budge

My mama smoked so god damn much

This summer gone be mine though

Now them broads gon' follow

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight