This is a song about "Nadia smith"

And i've been uplifting the people i'm with

You know i got that soul like i'm bessie smith.

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

That i'm sharing in the force with the cyclops staring

With a smith and wessen and your confessing

One shot out of my new smith and wesson

He been waiting for his connection to come

Because we're rappin' tighter, don't need a smith and wesson,

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

I'm a word smith, but the lines are blurred bitch

Never agree with that message

But i'm good with a smith n wesson.

I hit your block and we can box for fun

We at the bar takin shots like bullets from smith and wesson

She vying for number one, tryna be number one