This is a song about "Fucking batches getting money"

Getting dro on low like a fucking pro

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

And i got a little big, keep it low key

In other words i'm getting money

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

We getting money, you can face the facts

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

While prostitutes still getting money from sucking a cock

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Shit is getting to me i'm my number one fucking enemy

I've been baking up these batches since my match lit and went out

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

It's getting fucking crowded so they're jumpin out of my mouth

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

You owe the money ho now your getting tamed

Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste