This is a song about "Guns basketball killing people hoes curry kyrie king new jersey clcick clack flow"

Killing people to get to yourself to heaven?

I got a lot to say, i don't hold my tongue

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

I’m tryna be low key

New hoes wanna call me.

If i'll be a king of new-york i wouldn't change

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

Know who y'all messing with kid? i'm the king of flow