This is a song about "I be dropping squad shit"

You pay your favorite stripper car note

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

You like the chopping game well i'll be name dropping

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Ballers flossin' every day, i want to be nice on this shit,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I be fuckin doin this, notable fuckin killed this shit

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

Homage paid, i spit flames at names of the game, dropping names,

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Of a waiter but the way i'm dropping shit is major

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

And for now all i got is my main bitches in cat squad, i aint no fraud,

Or did i sprout a new arm, cat squad causing all this harm,

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton