This is a song about "Shots firerd"

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Got 30 shots started actin silly

I'll arrive in disguise and misfire shots

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Im throwin' shots to yo body

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

My mentality is first send the warning shots,

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Pop-pop two shots rollin' through

Whipping whatever i, 460ls you

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

I bust shots, they bust back

Livin life like a boss, oakvillians we call the shots

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox