This is a song about "Nigga got shooters"

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

I tell him nigga you got to go

Mother in a wheelchair nigga tell me what you got to lose

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,

Where they cherish gangsters and not teachers

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Smoking skunky weed, my nigga got caught by some teachers

He's nervous got a nigga exploring

And this will be the song that we sing

And nigga if you aint got versace then nigga you can not top me

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Nigga i'm got my blue flag flying

But he don't rule a thing

I put them shooters on the corners like that nigga dirk

And when my eyes looking like a nigga tired