This is a song about "Smith and wesson"

I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Flyer them the rest i told you i'm ish

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

We at the bar takin shots like bullets from smith and wesson

I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

I'm fresher than will smith walking through bel air.

A life where we don't need no welfare

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches

You know i got that soul like i'm bessie smith.

My fists are weapons, don't need the smith and wesson,

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Nerds are testing, hit 'em when i switch to smith and wesson,

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done