This is a song about "Stealing yo nigga"

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

Same bitch you fuckin wit , yo nigga had a kid wit

Nigga hold run out of here cus ya boy kinda fast yo boy say he got cash but yo boy kinda ass

Cause in the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayneanother hustler makin' major cash

Stealing shit all day it ain't right either

Hopped over the fence, where the grass way greener

Copying stealing and pasting lyrics

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

A nigga so wack even yo mamma know what the truth is

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

Nigga i stay in tact, your whack, i may be white but i rap black, yo last girl said

I ain't joke nigga, run back to yo folks nigga,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

But behind your back she fucking every nigga on yo recent list

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest