This is a song about "The tro"

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

As the king upon the throne

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

Light girls if it's black they attract to usually

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

I’m tryna vibe with ya so won't you throw me your phone number

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Mr. cocaine muzik, i’m 100 proof

From the gutter to the roof

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

All we need is convienient love

Where the fuck the chorus