This is a song about "Im on some real shit snitches"

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

Cause im coming with the real shit and i lyrical typhoons

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

I wanna spit some real shit, now that is simple and plain/

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

You're a basement bitch, basically on some hater shit

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Women who are told that they are on some "bitch shit",

All shit i spent some change on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Im not from this planet,im on some other shit,your rhymes get smothered quick

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

Beasting see me, me, i'm the mc on some run-type shit

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

This ain't a diss this is some real shit, i'll represent my color until i die g shit