This is a song about "Making moneyy"

Just wait this is history in the making.

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

3 homies chilling making classics

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

And verbally swears the count in making

I put the nigga in his casket

Making my thought process sporadic

Making me smile (making me smile------) can't

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

They just go around

Making sure you breaks down

While im in the making

I'm the sushi king

Rawest practice and making

Why not me the same thing