This is a song about "Old g"

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

On hip hop and grime my g,

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

I'm a grade a o g

Do you think i'm crazy

A demon that feeds of my inner g

They gotta point em out baby

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

You under me what's your color g?

And i got a little big, keep it low key

But they can't do nothing to a g/

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Go and diss me you're history missing g

But they can't do nothing to a g/

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy