This is a song about "Guns cash girls m4e"

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

Artillery weak with guns

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

No cash in big stacks, no guns that click clack

With no guns and no shields

I give bitches dick and leave

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Remember my guns like a mic,

So drop the slam and lets get sick

This prada make me shallow

We got dat guns and flow

Don't want to be the king

Cash is overflowing