This is a song about "Scotty g"

Look it something they can't ever see

Now that am no longer b i g

With a fronted silent g.

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

But they can't do nothing to a g/

You be get up on this fly shit baby

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Beaming all joy down to hell as if my name was scotty.

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

You niggas be ballin, but can't ball on me, like a g

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

I'm a grade a o g

I delete they history

Say you could tell us all about it, no you couldn’t g,

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy