This is a song about "Mexican weed dealer boy and girls"

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

And take place looking boy

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

And broke niggas make me hesitant. im all about that green like a mexican that

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

Rolling weed and smoking it too

You know...you know who you are

See me i'm a dope dealer

I'm 8 ballin with your dealer and he knows my last name get the fuck out

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

And i get it cheaper, i cop bricks like sneakers

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

That hands you weed and alcohol

She prayed on me passing that bar