This is a song about "Pussy ass niggas flock loyalty hood drugs"

I send my niggas through your hood

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Pussy ass cop puffed is cigar, but thus far,

Still knock them out the park like a fucking tow car

Pussy niggas hungry put on like some lipstick

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

Pussy niggas fight for a dame, i fight when the disrespect came.

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

Aight so yall niggas gonna talk about pussy, bitches, and gays

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood

Out the hood, out for good, hating niggas wished they could

Catchin' up with hood niggas, ballin', rhymin' triple beam,

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Where the hood rules, kick our ass if we make a mistake!

Put it on everything, history i'mma make