This is a song about "It s bout to get lit we can t stop now"

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

Gotta give it to you girl you're one of a kind

So now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

And we wont stop til you can no longer fend it.

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

T get this paper so my get to see the holiday

My mission to split a spliff, so i lit it quick, and still i get it,

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

Now i can torture anyone i want and never stop until it ends

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

Aint no mother fucking way you can get out of it now