This is a song about "Hit em with the cobra"

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

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

Punch her double dutch with my cobra clutch

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

Hit you with the vividness spittin with viciousness

Even if i didn't i would ball like arenas - swish

And if someone sayin that to my homies we hit em with right hooks

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like monday night at magic

Learn to protect my family when a faggot walks up hit em with the automatic

Then put it into sex drive

Hit em with the bomb rhymes

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

So go on (and) hit the light, tell ‘em it’s my right