This is a song about "Making moneu"

No slow demonstrations finally motivation to get making

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Who dat, who dat? i got them saying

The mess you've been making.

I call that shit that middle school

Throwing you off making you drool

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

3 homies chilling making classics

Bun b, i’m underground king

While im in the making

Well people are always making fables

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Making my brain hard to rhyme

Break it down one time