This is a song about "Like a g"

But they can't do nothing to a g/

It ain't hard to make money

A demon that feeds of my inner g

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Like d. lector and g-mo i got a potty mouth

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

With a fronted silent g.

Take your time when you’re with me baby

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

Trying to be a cool g

And you say that you a g huh?

My all gold rolly or the

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Like d. lector and g-mo i got a potty mouth

I mean surely you see you can't be hurting a g

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly