This is a song about "Real muthafucking g s"

Trying to be a cool g

Fuck that now trying get the money

Cause you love me, call me daddy

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

Now that am no longer b i g

Look it something they can't ever see

And losin all his money

We call each other homie g,

So give it baby

With a fronted silent g.

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

But we should be body to body

On hip hop and grime my g,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,