This is a song about "Yall"

Ye yall people best believe it

Or let the mob handle that

Yall no nothing about that/ talkin like yall got amnesia

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

Niggas with these bombs that yall think yall got

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

Yall so fast with the clip,

10th grade, eyes red as shit

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

Forget yall ima do me everyday yall cant touch me

Listen, i shine while yall glisten

Hold on you can see my vision

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Yall females need a fuckin intervention