This is a song about "S s h"

Put the purp in the blunt

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

She always comin back

I gonna take it really nice and slow

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

And if i'm down with this banging shit

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get