This is a song about "Xanax trap house lean money illegal guns"

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

Looking at the streets seeing everyone illegal

Used all my money to buy a big house

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,

? all white but the phantom is all black

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Without the sound of guns

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Catch me with cup full of lean

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

And forget about the trap,

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean