This is a song about "Runing from cops"

Where would i be without my dogs

That wont work so theyll call the cops

Jt: fuck each others moms

I think i will call the cops

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

Toke lots and hope cops

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

And we so corrupt from those blue and deranged cops, you ain't even know it,

They got caught up with cops

And mine somewhere bout mars

Double digits shots when going crazy killin' cops

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

(sirens) "oh shit the cops"

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Fuckin' up my gold pots

Fuck them hoes and the cops