This is a song about "I sweat money"

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

Slippery though so watch your step, i can see your sweat,

I toss and turn at night in a pool of sweat

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

Look inside my closet

The money, i spent it.

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut,

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

I making money everywhere i go

As i wipe the sweat off my brow,

I gotta tell you right now

All i know is money drains

It’s something that’s in your veins

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head

I don't know what happened next but i began to sweat.