This is a song about "Police and robbing people"

We robbing the hot topic and dropping

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

I hurt people worse and worse

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

But still i hear rustles in the woods and i think it's the police emerging,

This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show

We see stars and jack whips, police cars are like beasts though,

But according to the police

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Robbing national treasury

I’m tryna be low key

And they're robbing our money for tax

Double-m g up, we up, y'all just relax

Criminals running from police doing barrel rolls and flips

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence