This is a song about "Kilos"

They would be low key about them kilos/

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

If our love was cocaine you gave me kilos i gave you zero point eight grams

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

But i gotta pay homage to my name, kilos, kilos of coke

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Let's leave stereotypes behind lose them like kilos

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

Beats heavier than kilos, deadlier than weapons lethal

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

Breaking cigarillos, got a trunk fulla kilos