This is a song about "I got money"

Money got my fam going back words

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

I got money mind and money on my wrist

Being fly was priority to the lowest

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

I from kentucky. i got the mussel. i got the money. i got yellow hummer with the three on it.

Check my letter i got christmas money,

Shit with our whole family

It's pie in the sky and there's bodies on the cement

Cause money ain't a thing if i got it i won’t spend

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

Got two million quid in monopoly money,

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Well guess what, i probably got more money than your lousy ass

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I don't got no money, adolescent currency