This is a song about "Trick shots"

And i need you to show me love

Takin shots, it's painless,

Got tired of running from the police

To trick there minds so the can die at ease.

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

But my magic trick will cause a car to split,

No snitchin, i'll whisper in your ear "twas naught but a trick"

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

Biggie got shot too with four shots

Couple of wet whips that i ride like yachts

Holla out my set

Musical shots at your head,

Call my shots, like babe ruth/

When they hear me rocking the groove

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks