This is a song about "Guns money weed gang"

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

This the land of the white man

Of a wolf gang gang bang

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

Without the sound of guns

Hold it..now thank you for silence

I’m way harder than the concrete

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

3m's on my new balance

Without the sound of guns