This is a song about "Rollin 60s crip"

I hate when she bleed too cause i'm a crip,

Put your whole goddamn career in a casket

Pocket racked up all big faces

My stuff rollin, gotta be tuff

Crip on the run, nipsey hustle on the gun

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

My uncle was a crip he taught me real well

She like nigga yeah right

Catch me rollin’ off in the ride

It wasn't always a hit and run relationship

Im a mix between a blood and a crip

When i die show no pity,put my body in crip city

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free