This is a song about "Snatch your chain"

On my mama nigga, i be gone for months

Snatch your purse first, slurp sizzurp like serpents,

The elites keeping us locked under ball and chain

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

You reply to a beef it starts a new chain reaction

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

Chain got the same swag that the faggots bring

They hold it down like a ball and chain

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

And blastin' to snatch you fags like hand bags

Double-m g up, we up, y'all just relax

The life of a criminal, living on a chain

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

It's not making sense to you right now but

Used to be able to just snatch em all up