This is a song about "Norh shore"

Its like draggin myself to shore

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

I might have fuck my ex's bestfriend but i'm not shore

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Outcast with a c dreams of smoking with pauly shore

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Pensiuila around me but i cant reach the shore

East shore part emcee part sword

Competition on the court

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

About how you sold out to the norm like a whore on the jersey shore

You hear that shawty, shh no more talking alright

Leaving you on the shore primetime if you sharks dare to bite

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

Bust down ya door like a coked up paulie shore