This is a song about "Guns drugs hustlen hoes"

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

I ain't never gonna bow down to your expectations

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

In front of our building, they was my heroes

Sell a dub mix some drugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Without the sound of guns

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Sell drugs, shoot guns, make you yell "oh!", now you pushin up daisies

Thugs in their clothes, hustling with drugs to get love from the hoes

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth