This is a song about "That gir"

And that maybach, let me take em way back

I don't need that,i can't see that

Flash that arm with that hammer catch

Lv on my feet with a belt to match

I was born to do the damn thing

Tell me that you call that rapping

That outnumber infinity

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

But you got that sign that i'm fine

Shit, see that thing there was mine

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

That the only motherfucker that backs him up

That dont preach me, that aint peachy,

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee