This is a song about "Bucks"

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

To make a couple bucks in reality i couldn't give a couple fucks killing these

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Been at work needing the bucks dreamin' but aint been sleeping much

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Shit its sounding like a million bucks..

Turnt up like everyday only question which club i'mma hit today

Shit, its stuck, fuck! he made quick bucks, now his fucked up luck fade away.

I do self evaluate, yeah, i know i've got some problems

Just by sitting around i would made some thousand bucks...

Im busy makin big bucks

Shout out my nigga miles