This is a song about "All my niggas getting rich"

- you gon' fuckin' love me bitch

Thats it we getting rich

If you a real nigga, you looking in the mirror

All my fans are getting pumped up- check the barometer

Getting rich is something thats not on my mind

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

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

And my niggas don't need me they already rich

Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich