This is a song about "The moh boyz"

Go ahead miley approves its okay go ahead and show the boyz how us girls act,

Cause these suckers wanna spray where i lay downmy homie lost his family and snapped

A criminal grind nigga

I bring the heat like the

Reminisce the times and the laughter

The only time i flirt with her

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

Got the passion for the music

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Stuck on stupid all you boyz aint on my level you've been executed my flow got you wounded

A metaphor, for the insecure

In the heat of the summer,