This is a song about "Fuckin butches gettin money"

Gettin buried in a white gown

I drive that all around

I am such a renegade, but try to be professional

I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' money tickle

Gettin weak all in my knees

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

Music is money, money isn't music

My money don't fold i'm gettin' this dough

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

When you're fuckin' close to gettin' beat up and poppin' bones,