This is a song about "Cashed up"

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

Waiting for me to fuck up

I said i don’t give a fuck

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

Lights coming up, night coming up,

What, what ... project shit what

Put 'em up, put 'em up!

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

You're sure to catch her witcha one day boy

Cause imma step it up, build it up

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck