This is a song about "Gucci mane type shit"

Make it home round some like 6, to eat well and get fat on some pun-type shit

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Tony yayo its the devil mane

I ain't even start yet, this is propane

Make them more insecure when they caught one

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

Just let me type this psycho shit real quick

But it seems like a scene outta flick

Spit rounds gotchu dancing prancing peter pan type shit

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Tony yayo its the devil mane

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Type e shit like gradius, fashion so radiant, shootin; hawk missiles

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

Tony yayo its the devil mane