This is a song about "100 dollor bills"

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

On my ride on the bills baby i

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

I guess, he can barely pay his bills,

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

Making dollar bills out of music

I make 100 millions without a robbery

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Belly full of paper bills

Pose, click, pose, click

100 bitches on my dick

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

But this shit is 100% fact

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

The chills, the kills, these hundred dolla bills