This is a song about "Weed gun bitch"

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

I know most guys won't freak together

Garrote roulette or simply gun her

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Everyone follow me in this bitch you wrote this high on weed

It ain't where i been

Just give me a carrot gun

What do i really need

Who be puffin that weed

Mic crazytyga man, i'm part asian

Run away get away ye's got a gun

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Puts that gun to his temple

They'll have to rename this one

I love to pull out my gun