This is a song about "Benz bands and bitches"

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

They talk about the clubs and the benz and ratchet bitches,

Sweet, okay makes sense

Catch me inna purple benz...........

Its maybe that, my shoes and this benz,she in it with me

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

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

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Where every recipient, property of the state

He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Out here fucking bitches popping bands

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this