know I had 2 speak on this, I heard that you mad all in yo feelings, word around town u say u gone kill me, know I ain't worried them hitters stay with me, in love with that 50 in love with that sticky, in love with my bitch cuz I know that she with me, in love with the molla, I call it my golla, I'm blowing gas I'm smoking on sour, chasing that paper in multiple hours, foot on the gas I'm doing the dash narcs on my ass and I'm running from task, blunt kinda husky heat kinda dirty in love with the streets and I know that it love me, Chanel on my ass i chase me a Bag I heard that u mad well nigga to sad, sauce is outrageous and u is contagious so please keep ya distance and stop all that dissing momma be crying and yo sister gone miss ya on to the morgue u had to fall victim know I had 2 speak on this u all in yo feelings just like them bitches know I had to speak on this though u were my dog... but now u ain't near me, know I had to speak on this x3