This is a song about "Lead bullets"

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

And getting money is the song i sing

You have a hound on a lead,

Nobody ain't own us yet

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

So you can follow, or pretend to lead

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

Work 9-5 and strive nobly to lead

But you're loving mine i am the shit

Bullets hardly connected

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead

I feel like im just made of lead

Youre not ready,still casting your bullets

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

You have a hound on a lead,