This is a song about "Crop blood"

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Fields stained scarlet as blood trickles

I can make it rain

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

You can hear it in my lyrics

"money and blood don't mix

I drive that all around

Theres blood all over the ground

Full up to fuck with blood,

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

I'm cream of the crop but the ladies just don't realise it,

I diddy bop and make them titties pop

Maybe if i just burn this crop

You're our own flesh and blood/

I’m coming back like light-skin and