This is a song about "Quick scope hard scope no scope 360"

Coming out hard and sick,coming out sharp and quick

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

I can do a quick fix, but sorry bro, no ticks

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

No matter how hard it gets, i will

I'm studying hard with no compensation,

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

So i guess that's where i hide my things

And you my nigga tho, no hard feelings

And he looked for hoes, i scope the throws

You feel it from your head to your toes

With no food man ask my momma it was very hard

And my bank account look just like a phone card

February cold as my heart

Rat race no rat flow hard