This is a song about "Bands money"

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

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

Bubbling bass and bullfrog brooks beside bushes that buzz with bands of bumble bees.

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

I heard that time is money

Chillin' with homies and family

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Pirelli on my tires, call me 6 bands

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

They alll ran out of money.

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

On the corner, a old bitch dropped fifty bands

We getting money, you can face the facts

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

Bands will make her dance so baby go

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow