This is a song about "Aj rich"

It's that crack, give you something to sell

Im broke as fuck, but rich as hell

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Capers vanish paper railroads, that's how much i'm asset rich

Nothins stopping me from being rich

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch

That bitch fresh at rich flesh

Baby i’mma mess, mess

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

Go fuck fendi cassh and bugatti boy rich

Inhale my color purple

Of being rich and powerful