This is a song about "My g hendo"

Go and diss me you're history missing g

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

I'm a grade a o g

Hey, must be the money

Let me rideuntil i get free

With a fronted silent g.

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

My g"s have been handcuffed,

This ain't a diss this is some real shit, i'll represent my color until i die g shit

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

And losin all his money

No it ain't easy

On hip hop and grime my g,

But they can't do nothing to a g/

I swear they think i'm crazy