This is a song about "Pop that trunk on you and i go by lil g yeah"

Me that i need and breath, if i let you go i'd be on my knees not knowing

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

While she pop that molly and i rip off her thong

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

Yeah i speak defeat and that's on repeat beneath what you so call a receipt

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

Now that am no longer b i g

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

And you say that you a g huh?

You're fucking with me, nigga

That’s when i just pop up outta nowhere, oh yeah, there we go there

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

And if you see a lil ahh ho3 on the corner give that ho3