This is a song about "All these bands"

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Wussup with all these lies?

Gimme a hundred grand, don't need the rubber bands,

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Reaper why did you take away all of the good bands?

We can make more, make babies

Sprouted all these money trees

Pirelli on my tires, call me 6 bands

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

Starting all these riots

It's moe, all i need is more chips