This is a song about "Young glo boys in here"

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

We young folk here, spittin' raw street knowledge

Boys stoppin me in the hall and theyer saying hey g

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

Teens turn to annoyed zombies and feast on the boys in abercrombie

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

But this real, fuck how you feel

Who this nigga up in here

While i'm layin in the coffinthe shit comes around so often

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

They'll have to rename this one

Keep in mind we were so young

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

Group of white boys came out, their pockets rich in cash

I have the brain of a genius you have the brain of a neanderthal

Okay, bad grades, good grades, it's 8th grade, lil boys out here tryna get laid, but all