This is a song about "Guns on deck"

So that make you a queen, surviving anything

Stacks on deck, bitch we stackin money to the ceiling

I keep my choppas on deck it probably split my fucking glock

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

Fuck a bail bonds got cash on deck to get free

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

Some niggas ain't got no luck

I'm on deck yo, batter up

I got another girl on deck, but i might just make her wait

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Without the sound of guns

These chalance give me balance

A shit wrecked ship, lose grip, slipping on the deck

Your friends say, why we not together yet

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Unions they always on deck