This is a song about "Little gangster"

Wrong drink, the right work

You gangster acting bastard.

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

Never was a gangster till i graduated to one

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Now i don't want to sound bad, gangster or fried,

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

I'm the beuaty queen b with gangster status that's banging

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

But i could portray a gangster but i'll never do that

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

And i'm like a gangster