This is a song about "My g s"

S on my chest like a superman vest

But i'm feelin' my dancei had one pill left

.4’s for 15, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

I like the way you talk ya game we mite be one and the same

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

I'm a grade a o g

Bait baby, wait baby

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

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