This is a song about "Real g s"

Real g when i'm spitting bars

Y’all only in it for the cars

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

On hip hop and grime my g,

Your career are over like mary j bilge in rock of a-g-e-s

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

This ain't a diss this is some real shit, i'll represent my color until i die g shit

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Im happier when high and drunk

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

That s protein rich/im a monster i conquer with a mic n a stick/real nice

S queezys very bold

The truth shall be told

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

But ion show no love g