This is a song about "Hundreds money"

Blow up on this society

Not bad using that dope money

Getting to the money

But make sure if they do see

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Anint shit funny, for the money

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

I’m tryna be low key

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Boy im out here chasing money

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

So many of us, must be seven hundreds, many proppers and eleven others