This is a song about "Jorge aint shit"

Blood gang aint no new thang, i aint new to dis shit

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

You fakes aint nothin but a pile of shit

Aint gon repeat this shit

I know what you do with that

Justins back and he aint leaving, shit happens but no more grieving

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Cause this shit right here aint no game,

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

But i aint never with that female shit

Look in the scope, my people still a target

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

This aint no fake shit that i'm writing

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

Nigga u aint shit until piss drop down