This is a song about "Grand theft auti"

I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand

I made it out a land where they die before they see a hundred grand

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

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Theft of a man's chest it's like gangs test and exams

No disrespect, but motherfuck you

Grand theft auto: vice city too

I'll get to em when i land

600 benz, house six hundred grand

Kick over the can beat his ass and leave him 9 grand

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Act like ya man a hunnit grand

And i ain't trying to land