This is a song about "Hittin bills"

I have mad skills, i have stacked up mad bills.

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Let em marinate, you forever late

Hittin me with shade, worst than lebrons fade.

Hospital time and bills that they couldn't afford

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

A disease, involves me hittin that green

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

I understand they need to go out and pay the bills,

Boss is my position, i got the ammunition

Wild and out bad trippin', that's the body i been hittin'

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

Think you're hittin harder but your shit is just a bitch slap