This is a song about "Young shooter"

Now look, don't make a grown nigga beg that ain't fair bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Verse 2: cold blooded j shooter, that's the name.

I turned into something they never became

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Cold blooded j shooter. just don't forget it.

Forever young and ghetto fabulous

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

61. young money with laxatives,

Without the sound of guns

Saturdays we young lavish-ing

Straight g thing, double m g thing

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

We run quiet swift, a shooter should love thee clip

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

Young fisherman sinking in lake michigan