This is a song about "You niggas ain t shit"

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

That fire flow the finest women i adore

You say you ain fake or plastic? ha that's sarcastic, fool youre fake as graphics

That likes walking with his hips bragging about his marijuana hits.

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

All these niggas is broke shit

Or let the mob handle that

Real niggas get real shit

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

*aight now its time for t smallz to hop on dis shit*

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet