This is a song about "What nigga"

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

In fact it is nigga but it's green know what i'm saying?

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

A nigga so wack even yo mamma know what the truth is

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

Mother in a wheelchair nigga tell me what you got to lose

I stick in yo mom's gut, next nigga likes what the fuck!

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

Yeah nigga on, but this shit ain't what it seems

We all dream one day we be kings and queens

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

But until then, i gotta do what i doand stay a crooked nigga too

100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name

Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then i gotta catch my plane

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget