This is a song about "Big money bandgang"

Getting to the money

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Hustle for dis country money

Not hungry for my poetry

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Liven life with danger/ and living life in danger is a big ass money changer/

Getting to the money

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

These wussies pretending to stand big

Thomas, clay aiken no gay shit, ass naked

Music is money, money isn't music

This pair of sixes is paranormal that rare shit