This is a song about "Nigga i dont owe you shit"

Mmg chain, lookin' like a light show

You dont owe me, now here we go go, go

Uhh nigga dont you know

You got that indie glow

I just dont give a shit,

You ain't gon find that

Cause i dont rush into shit.

Razor grips, laser spit

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

You dont owe me, now here we go go, go

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Nigga i dont allow shit i just tell her to sit and spit

Letting off two different choppers at the same damn time

After that you shit rhymes, and be like "prashant i owe a line"

I owe you nothin so get so get out of my hair

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear