This is a song about "My boh"

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

This is my original, my validation

My streaks my testament.

She forget about her husband

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Look it something they can't ever see

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Plumber in the back seat, pipe work

Grab my knife and my gun

There are times when you'll need someone

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

For setting up traps

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

With such an ugly picture in it and