This is a song about "You ain t a real g nah you are lame g"

With a fronted silent g.

Dc, man over money

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

You don't want to push me too far i got no problems taking you out g

Yeah, it's all natural baby

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Wolf shirt stuntin like kassem g, you ain't met a motherfucker bad as me

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

But you are not a g so you can't stop cos you never started

You under me what's your color g?

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

He want to be a real g at killing the puss

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours