This is a song about "Funds living stunting flexing flight stance"

Sign on my dick that say

And get on a flight today

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

They'd whoop my ass after-school, would flee at took flight,

I'll be your student loan girl you ain't heard nothing

Young roy be stunting , liars steady running

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

Stupid ass nigga shouldn't step out his stance

The flight of wings left and right it speeds mightily so free in living legacies

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

Why do we flee instead of holding our stance?

Why do we have to have the cash and funds?

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

You wanna mess wit me, you got no chance_no stance,

Or just another one of my black jesus traps