This is a song about "Hood niggas"

Pussy niggas dont want war da hood will never match you

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

My suppressor on tight, and bitch im playing rob 'n' hood

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Watching for my niggas and my team who inna hood still

With so many others still stuck in the hood

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

I don't live in the hood

Catchin' up with hood niggas, ballin', rhymin' triple beam,

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen