This is a song about "Up towns"

Money i make em buck

People will use u up,

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Fuck taking over blocks we taking over towns with it

I looked around towns seein' who wanted to battle me,

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

Bitches is artificially duck

When i roll another doob up

Rocking pieces on the transit, got a legal wall now the towns tryna ban it,

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Say what you wanna but

On how they set me up

Problems stackin up, pretty soon im packin up

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

The underground artists sproutin' under towns never bound