This is a song about "We just got weinered on"

We need to find our fears step on up and then just face em

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Dragging heat on our trail we just bail from cops with black whips

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

Because we got something special, we be on the same level

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

But i'm just chilling and we on the rise

Stop yapping just because i got an a on my blueprint,

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

I got three bad bitches, with some green we chillin on the scene,

We just started playing games, you got the highscore but now it's game over

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

From concrete, and up on streets, we got more of chromosomes,