This is a song about "Hit em with a chu chu"

I see a problem with the people, they let government rob em

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

With an uppercut and hit me with a basket of laundry

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

Ask me how i do it i just hit em with a quick wit

Gun metal twenty-ten challenger

Bound to hit a bitch with a man-hoe cover

Test me hit you with a deadly crime

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

Your ego's whack man/ i'll hit you with a deebo backhand

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

I'll "hit 'em up" and "ether" niggas, feel the wrath of a menace,

Must be something you want me to see

Fuck it bouta hit em' with the third degree