This is a song about "Jensens rachet"

Hackin bitches with a cleaver like i got cabin fever

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Of impactful things one can ask for

And you just caught the fever

Go harder when i'm angry, shift keys shootin all caps

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Top dropped down, black on black

So tell me what they crack

My whip so dope boy it's crack

That moschino shit is so back

From shift to shift, i slip right in, don't you dare resist

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

When you're sittin' on the top, it's hard to hear you from way up here

Every time i drive to work it gets caught in the steering wheel

I can shift into reverse unnerved and still come in first

Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world