This is a song about "Ya dere"

Sickness coming at ya but ya already dead

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

They said show me ya gats, ya cash, ass ya smashed

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

I ain't mad at cha

Im moving right past ya

I'll detect ya wearing ya grandmothers sweater i

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

The real deal ya know ya gotta wait

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Motherfucker i'm on to ya,