This is a song about "Sex with ir gf gun clap work bounce"

In the car with a gun,

Ok i hear you talkin

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Or should i threat anyone, everyone, outdone with a gun,

Miss you more with no bounce

In 2 to 6 hours

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

With every boom boom clap in it

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

And a spouse with an ass that bounce around

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

Feeling dilla, never killing with the gun play.

Gun clicks oh shit sprint to the rooftops with no hesitation jump

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,

No smilescause ain't a thing funny