This is a song about "Crime and getting paid"

In that aston martin on these niggas, game time

Fuck all the people rapping about drugs and crime.

Get your priorities straight and have your groceries paid

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

This song alone is getting more kids laid than bitches who get paid to fuck,

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

Your chick only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

Trip to croatia and it's all paid for,

Ready to rhyme and make it like a crime/

You better get yours fore i reach mine

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

I'm literally getting paid to rhyme on my boss's time.

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

At the minute i'm getting paid like a hot line