This is a song about "Weed and chilling but your"

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

So catholics hold your rosaries, baptists pray and roll the weed,

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed.

Your slower than a stoner high off weed,

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing

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

But your selling weed your the guy that gets them a ten

I rather give you my last to see you live again

Money i make em buck

With some weed and a cup

Smoking weed and listening to rap

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

V2: maybe she's chilling with rich kids and i can't compete

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep