This is a song about "Hood guns money"

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

From hollywood to the hood

Aye, hold your head homie, look

I give bitches dick and leave

With no guns and no shields

Guess they ran out of options

We bustin' like shot guns

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Without the sound of guns

Remember my guns like a mic,

Killing these niggas off quick