This is a song about "Nigger shoot"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

She'll shoot at you with vocabulary

Nigger this, whitey that man i don't understand it,

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

I ain't mad at cha

Just to come and shoot ya

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

I'm a battenberg nigger that plays for high stakes./

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Lil nigger- you think pricks like a gold digger you're told

Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror

Okay then how bout i go mad and say the waord nigger,

And these shape-shifting hoes

Ocean teal nigger in his cargo's/

I’m tryna be low key

Who shoot them back at me