This is a song about "Walking down the street with a lying bitch"

To watch it chase the kids down the street,

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

While yall walk down the street with yall halter tops

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

You see 'em down a couple blocks lockin' the street,

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Bitch am not lying what your doin rite now is a risk

To watch it chase the kids down the street,

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Penguin waddle panties dropping down to the front street,

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Y'know i'm talking about those summer nights with your homies just lying down

Heyyyy! got some static for some niggas on the other side of town

Rolling down the street in my suv

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see