This is a song about "Bands money"

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

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

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Out here fucking bitches popping bands

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

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

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

We getting money, you can face the facts

Lyrics, couldn't understand, still didn't pop rubber bands

But the money don’t stack, man money overlap

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

How to get my rent money

Let me rideuntil i get free