This is a song about "Bands on deck"

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

We getting money, you can face the facts

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

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

Fuck a bail bonds got cash on deck to get free

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

Twins on deck call em siamese,

Cause there'll never be peace

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

Stacks on deck, bitch we stackin money to the ceiling

Unions they always on deck

Holla out my set

I brought the bowl of tomato soup onto the deck

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed