This is a song about "Jizz on a nigga"

Nigga i'm on that hood stuff

And panned out, i'm all in love

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Nigga on a roll, my soul is fuckin empty

Don't believe me, just watch

Nigga i'm a beast on the porch

Boom! run up on a nigga wit the dope lyrics.

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

Popeye, a-rod, get one for the go, know a nigga on his spinach

I'm the type of nigga to put reproduction on pause,once i walk in a room everyone

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

I'll throw on uppercut nigga, at your gut nigga,