This is a song about "Bandana money bmw"

The bandana santana tied

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

How to get my rent money

Not hungry for my poetry

I ain't got no money,

But five years from now i bet she see

They alll ran out of money.

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

But the money don’t stack, man money overlap

Know what i do: manufacturing crack