This is a song about "Sprayin"

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

Correct techniques like i'm sprayin' tecs, stayin' vexed,

Because you say your sprayin gats and that you tote some too

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

Sprayin' like an ak breakin' veins on their way from the brain

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

Every night of my life doesn't align with bein' online sprayin' bars

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Sprayin' pain in waves, i hope you saved enough bayer

Brandun deshay, hodgy beats, ace the creator

And see mostly all of them have made you somewhat incapable of a first impression

Unable to rest 'til i'm sprayin' these pages, creatin' displays of my favorite expression

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

And when i die through sprayin shells, i'd hope hip hop dies and sent straight to hell/