This is a song about "Talking about what you got"

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

You gotta understand man

Why are you talking about your gang

Come-on mr. fool show me what you got , seems like you don't know anything about rapping at all

I recollect we used to ball now just living's enoughi stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall

Come-on mr. fool show me what you got , seems like you don't know anything about rapping at all

I'm about to re-killcock it in yo earresurrect and disappearbitch i'm bigger, you small

But you all dont know what im about

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Meek milly racked up racked out

Yeahh man you know what im talking bout

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

Keep talking about you snapbacks and your chains

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

That's why i talk about money and what i got, and you ain't even know it,