This is a song about "Shit up"

Car with no limit what

Shit sun never came up

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

You just bring up shit randomly

Took my heart away from money

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

I wasn’t broke growing up but let a real lyricist start shit,

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

I'd rather eat a fucking bullet than put up with this shit

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

Potent shit getting lit up in the cockpit

To stir it up like a spoon in a cauldron of shit

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

Most bitches, niggas gone me real or fake

Caught up in the moment, same shit rearranged