This is a song about "Pony tail"

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

He won't run away with his tail between his legs

So they jock my tail spot, when it pours hail drop

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Tail grabbing, bitch yapping, pigs crashing, react without reaction, which motherfucker's strapping

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Watch closely as i knockoff shit thats phony as a real-life pony

Take him home, my dogs tail will start to wag

Nigga, this how it sound if a truck could rap

I'm mad as hell, on the trail of the tattle tail

They giving niggas letters here and they ain't sending mail

Don't tail me, nah i won't play nice

Sky high, iced out paradise

Dro got me accelerating, breaks fail fish tail might not even make it

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit