This is a song about "Shoot them niggas"

Money mayhem got them niggas all goth

Organized crime, i kill your boss

And my niggas sell them keys if you can't open your door

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

Can't hold it off any longer shoot every single one of them

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Talk and walk like them niggas that don't

I heard them other niggas tryin to spit fire

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

Every nigga prolly' hate, tell them niggas get a life

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Gut them niggas open send their intestines to their mommies