This is a song about "Guns money weed gang"

Gang banging with bloods and crips

3m's on my new balance

Back with a vengeance

You can't evade my guns,

But in the meantime it's lights please

By a gang called the police

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

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

Fly bitch gang we did that

The pioneer of the coke rap

We can't catch the beat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Guess they ran out of options

We bustin' like shot guns

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money