This brother has a very disturbing message in this song.
Im going to let y'all hear it.
Can I let y'all hear it?
Yo listen.

Throw some swag on it
if the perc fake as hell, throw a flag on it
If they gang, throw your rag on it Hold on, throw my tag on it
add a drum clap and hi hat to it
hold on yo

Shorty asking where her weave at I don't even know
I am hitting hoes where they bleed at you sucking on their toes

Shorty asking where the drank at he just poured a four. I am probably somewhere where the fiends at trying to move a O

Shorty asking where the snow at she looking for the coke. I told that hoe that I don't have no more it's all under your nose

Shorty asking when the tape dropping. They do not need to know
Sometimes I listen to my unreleased when I'm alone at home.

I to the illa, NYC to LA, ATL to GA fasheezy my neezy we still balling like it's EA...nigga

I'm off this yerk and its bussin. All this mirukami I feel like a florist or something. All this foreign on me look like a tourist or something. I got percocets in my backpack like I'm dora or something.You be hanging with them goofies like you Sora or something. I got Percocets in my backpack like I'm Dora or something

Damn, illa made this?
Got hoes that's gone off the liquor, I don't give a fuck about my liver
Fuck around and pop too many jiggas, the inside of my cup so dark my pint just called me a nigga