This is a song about "Bowser toad kiana and mario robbing banks"

N i'm robbing timers wholly now no obstruction

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

You heard banks was crackin skulls

As she goes through the levels

Decides everything, the wall street banks, no they're loving it,

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Know it good when she go no hands

The river of death has brimmed his banks

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

There will be no more mario, lorenzo or antonio

Robbing national treasury

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

Robbing along the block like wells fargo/

Messing with 6 mario rappers on mushrooms

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth