This is a song about "Hating the cowboys"

But success is where the hating begins

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Backyard for the tadpoles, shutters for hating assholes,

Keep hating cause it keeps fueling

Bun b, i’m underground king

Marshall, come on we'll watch the game, it's the cowboys and buccaneers

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

I say u jus keep hating

I'm doing the same thing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Keep pushing even when there is hating,

We chief on loud like indians and my crews strapped up like cowboys

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Money ain't a thing

I say u jus keep hating