This is a song about "Group"

Group of white boys came out, their pockets rich in cash

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

We're trained in a new cage and booth, a hated group,

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

Had a group of friends stuck by my side,

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

I dare a group to try and take me on

So i banged for a minute

Kcb, up and coming rap group

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

Sarthak this fight over ur whack group they get slaughtered

The future for our youth's group is damned, the roots,

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

At school with no group, marginalized out to be a loner