This is a song about "Crisp bills"

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Everyday counts when you're this far from the bills

Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel

But the bills are so close, nah man, it's too real

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

On my ride on the bills baby i

She likes the way it hits her lips

I wasn't stopping 'til i got the bills

Balling in herrrrrrre let-let-let-let it fly

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Bills to pay, hungers growing, chills run down my spine like snowing

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

I understand they need to go out and pay the bills,

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest

Wonder if i wrote this cause it's so crisp