This is a song about "We ll be chilling wid my niggas and going crazy"

She be going crazy round the pole like it's a fuck fest

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby

Outside i show sympathy but my heart is going crazy

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

Y'all niggas must be crazy if you think i'm not toxic,

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

Smoke weed and pop bottles my real niggas be pouring

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

We going weed, women and some alcohol

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Well go and get that money, i'll be right here chilling.

Straight g thing, double m g thing

And we try to keep going