This is a song about "Boss bitch i gets to the bands"

Reaper why did you take away all of the good bands?

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Despite the fact i served you to your family bitch,

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

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

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Last level reached and i'm the final boss

Casual with the chaos, i battle with fate's boss

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

So pay the cost to be the boss or pay the don respect

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Takes one to the back, gets up but their shooting more!