This is a song about "Smoking kush with my niggas"

And my speeding fingers leaving niggas with a powdered face

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

No wussy niggas allowed while i'm smoking on this loud

Them lames ain't even know the newest planes came out

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

All these niggas on my side said stop with it

I don't fuck with og kush so why don't you relax

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Funny how my niggas are obsessed with money, whips, and chains,

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

With them jordans on and the sheep coat, the weed smoke from that good kush,

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Came from fucking nothing, smoking l's with my cousin

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

See me rocking shows with a 40 an some o's smoking till my legs doze,