This is a song about "P h"

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

So just pass the weed, i smash ‘em g’s, you can call my ass a master p,

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Just wait, this is not the end p

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Gonna be up high, no vitamin h

I'm a g; like the letter before h

You see i promised that i'd never change

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell

And i still havent seen one bit of my p

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take