This is a song about "Getting clean and rich"

Only dreamed of middle class, and never, ever, ever rich,

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

I would clean and you wouldn't need

I keep my money neat

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

Getting rich is something thats not on my mind

Immaculate keep this verse nice and clean

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

The bitches is everything in between

They was always ready and always clean

I'm like a fuckin pimp, get em stood on corners getting rich//

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

Thats it we getting rich

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

I'm feeling so fresh and so clean,

Then keep your change like an oink machine