This is a song about "Pelet guns"

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

3m's on my new balance

You can't evade my guns,

That was my influence

Artillery weak with guns

Best friend, girl friend, and my good cousin

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun

Go crazy when she hear music

Remember my guns like a mic,

I ain't tryna brag though

We got dat guns and flow

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns