This is a song about "G wagon"

Go and diss me you're history missing g

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

The sight of great makes you cower in shame and get on a wagon

Summertime in the city

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

But five years from now i bet she see

You under me what's your color g?

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Real g when i'm spitting bars

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy

But they can't do nothing to a g/

A demon that feeds of my inner g

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money