This is a song about "Peng ting"

Whether you wrong or you right

But i'm like fuck that, pass me the pipe

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

"jdot won this battle" doesn't that ring a bell?

Suggestin' there'll ever be a such thing, ring, ring ring,

So i'm just making sure my verses count for something

I need a ring, like a phone

You left your nigga on his own

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Fuck the judge tho i was fucken stoned

Light skinned women, all sex everything

My team supreme the name will always ring,

Vowed i wanted life to be sweet like blue bell

It's that crack, give you something to sell

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind

Lookin for the right lyrics even tho i know i wont find