This is a song about "Rip pelon"

The boa know they loving the crew

Fuck you man,i'm gonna rip you,

You wna rip me then ill rip you

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Heh, if the autotune's gone

Smack a bong, rip the gong

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

I just wanna rip him into small pieces

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

It didn't help a bit, grab a razor let it rip

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

So i can rip out your voice box,

Rip, leavin it open until i bust again

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Respectfully rip my conscience rest in peace,

But now i'm pointin the finger at police