This is a song about "Wa boi"

Ill say it strait up, boi your lines fuckin reek

Shit, if i was old enough to speak

White boi killing it on my mac miller,

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

Outkast, andre and big boi gave a name to the south,

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

Your down for the count boi here its first kill

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Dope next to shots vodka emotional victory my boi rich checkmate mastery