This is a song about "Worldwide choppers"

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Until the coppers drop in from choppers

You claim that you're worldwide, that's the dumbest thing that i've ever heard.

Took you forever to get dressed, i acknowledge your effort

Bitch im worldwide no part time

And just in time your head is mine

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

Like king i had a dream which is one day my music is worldwide

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

This is a dis to the bad rappers worldwide, elvin is fruitcake not even gonna lie tho

I'm gonna be qualified to be known worldwide.

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right

When we bring out them choppers, you gonna have heart attack.

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Cause when i need the choppers, that bullet gonna be