This is a song about "I sag my clothes"

My bankrolls, got the cops comin in plain clothes

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

Got my clothes togeather had a meeting with universal

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Laundry my clothes while the feds money laundry

Evidence shades man they go for six forty

Down just so we can grow

Black 3 cement, sag jean knees low

Clothes i wear, start to trend living this life hope it never ends

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Heat for foes, shoppin sprees with my fleet for clothes

I can only imagine, uncle bob

Now i can't afford clothes from the god damn thrift shop

So should i call him a try hard for his style and clothes

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks