This is a song about "This is that mob gangster shit"

This is new shit, a nuisance,

She likes the way it hits her lips

This the weed song light up when its on. smoke that shit til your mind is gone.

And spit it the way i do simp-a-ly because i like this song

To reds i ain't know how to act

But this shit is 100% fact

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

We the squad, freshgang , out that c-town mob

Thinking how this shit is hard,

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

This walkin' time bomb has enough bars to kill a mob

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different