This is a song about "Bankrolls and bugattis"

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

You feel it from your head to your toes

She got me caught up in the moment

Grab the scissors and saws and

And stop playing hide and seek,

For the low that nine cheap

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

And remember what i said and

This is something different

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

Well, the club bout to hear this song

And once i'm dead and gone