This is a song about "Shit his ass on sight"

Fake the laughs cause he knew his moms would break his ass

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

Dreams riding him on rockets shit in his locket of rhymes from his pocket

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right

He told me to fucking kill you in cold blood right on sight

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

I'm just telling you on sight what it seems to me

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

'cause it's like you took a shit on his chest

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

Watch it snap on his neck and laugh at his ass

I'mma rap to you real quick. i wanna enjoy the luxury of like

Writing this shit on rappad lets give that cred to amir for this sick ass website

Didn't you here there was a callback on your fake ass shit

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that