This is a song about "Grand can"

Calling it the grand prix

No it ain't easy

Act like ya man a hunnit grand

You’re on neon lights in my bank

How bout that shit, ain't that just grand?

Whatever it takes to live and stand

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

You talk like grand theft auto when you're just swiping wallets

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

I fill the stands, ladies think im grand

Just spend a grand and i'm not about to stop

I'm wale, the new nigga on the block

Grand theft auto: vice city too

Wolf gang, triple six crew

Bases full, i grand slam/

Cause u know that this my jam