This is a song about "Police and hitting liks"

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Taking hostages and playing some negotiation with the police

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

Else the police getting called and somebody getting shot

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

I drink underage, and scream fuck the police,

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Show respect to your elders and police, take off your caps

Criminals running from police doing barrel rolls and flips

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

Sticking y'all and hitting raw with liquid swords, give me more,

Made it worth my while and got better at hitting licks.

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits