This is a song about "Weed guns drugs rich trapping shooting"

Without the sound of guns

That was my influence

Sell drugs, shoot guns, make you yell "oh!", now you pushin up daisies

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Now of days people will be shooting,

Outfits is ruthless, now your bitch is choosing

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Your bars are far from attractive they need to stick to trapping

Hold it..now thank you for silence

You can't evade my guns,

I'm shooting at the bullshit,

No car key and i mean that