This is a song about "Flippin tha money"

No chatter, turn ya behind, and flippin ya bladder

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Kick, rock tha 2nd verse betta' than tha first showin'

And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him

I've written this shit, flippin' the script but i'm such a menace,

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

My and my 10 brothers dont have money for tha bail. it's hell,

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Flippin' up dough on the mat like gymnastics,