This is a song about "Neck suckers"

Il bust that tec across your deck and across your neck

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head

I know a little betty from downtown

Yall thumb suckers making wanna back down

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls

But these suckers are fakers

Nobody ain't own us yet

Through a tube down your neck!

Flow tighter than a noose on you neck

One time for the ville that cole rep

Jesus piece around my neck

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat

I normally shred suckers like you but instead....

Down my neck, stunned, so grim,

She all on my skin