This is a song about "Got to hg"

Three times cause fate had my side

//i ain't got nothin' to hide

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

I got a reputation to defend

And to my side i've got

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

I got no chance to spit, mc's got to kick the beat,

Got bullets dyin to meet you

Swear i'm trying to get through

Ive got to much anger

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

I got to be your baby

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

I got to be your baby