This is a song about "Kilos"

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Breaking cigarillos, got a trunk fulla kilos

Beats heavier than kilos, deadlier than weapons lethal

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

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

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

Let's leave stereotypes behind lose them like kilos

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

They would be low key about them kilos/

Presidential suite and bitch, i never use my right to vote

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