This is a song about "Rap to this shit"

I put some cash in ya pocket

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

Denni-c, i run this rap shit.

Pass that, catch back, fast that

There's rules to this shit

After that moscato hit

Maybe i should stop with all this rap shit

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

More than a hundred endorsements for this rap shit, me to restore it.

Cause someday this rap shit gon' pay.

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

This rap shit is systematic

It's all good, finna dog that

South cal, we runnin' this rap shit