This is a song about "Squishy the boi"

Play the game nigga

I bring the heat like the

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

Dope next to shots vodka emotional victory my boi rich checkmate mastery

Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Ill say it strait up, boi your lines fuckin reek