This is a song about "You hit me on my dm like a fangirl whoa whoa"

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

Feel it like a fuckin fist hit you

Whoa, gettin high all the time isn't right, i'm losin my sight and my mind

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

? all white but the phantom is all black

So play back... "whoa ho i'll cut your bodily fat!"

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Puts me on my ass, got me howling like a wolf

I'm missing out on making everybody scream "whoa!"

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

If you never do, still niggas look at you strange

When you can't make a hit even on a golf range

Test me hit you with a deadly crime

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine