This is a song about "Giraffes windows money"

Green windows looking like they're made of stained glass, gothic

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

Fuck a club, in the whip, windows up, blow o's

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

How to get my rent money

Blasting recovery, windows down, so your buddies dash, my buddies laugh

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

Music is money, money isn't music

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

'cause late in the night she'll be stoning my windows

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

Framed stain-glass windows with white widows closing in/

The windows rolling down the boulevard. want something outta me but i don't do

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true