This is a song about "Gs"

I wanted to come back on my own, start cracking g's,

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

Flipping japanese at ease when i'm stacking g's

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

So what we turn up, you know we the realest g's

Bodying the beat and breaking bread with the coldest of g's

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies