This is a song about "The homies lit an about to go out ballin"

I went out to the corner all the homies hanging out

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

Ima hit it just to keep the blunt lit

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

I'm 8 ballin with your dealer and he knows my last name get the fuck out

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

I walked path that was lit but the darkness began to blend

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Yo to all my homies in rappad, peace out there!

Ballin out, showin out, at the rendezvous

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug