This is a song about "K trash"

Comin' up to kill me but your motherfuckin rap's trash,

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Seven fifty six k. and that's the down speed yo

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

Ridin through my hood with the k with no brakes bitch

Double m self made we forever rich

Rollex on my neck 20 k for my brother

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

K family, billionaires

A coward dies a thousand deaths

With anything you need, i'm young k to the fucking scene.

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Cause i ‘ma smack your trash

Cause you're most likely to crash

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day

Wake up and sniff a line of kat i've had my special k,