This is a song about "Guns and bitches"

With no guns and no shields

I'm why baby mommas leave

Fuck fame, fuck money

Of bad bitches and good tree

We got dat guns and flow

Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though

But you hate them navel kisses

And i'll show you all type of bitches

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Know just what your worth

And my guns are directors

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,