This is a song about "Ttyb shit"

A little piece of shit

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Not basic i change shit

And you all will respect that

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

Give me it holy shit

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Wondering shit, questioning shit

Saying they this and that

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

Everything is just full of shit.

And i must admit

And drop the gossip shit,