This is a song about "Killing hood"

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

17. now i'm willing to get killing,

Straight g thing, double m g thing

She got that good good

From hollywood to the hood

I got the hood behind me

Cause you love me, call me daddy

Yeah, check the stats, my team winning

Snooping around and killing

Aye, hold your head homie, look

I'm chillin' in this hood