This is a song about "Meat wallet"

Swear i will murk any beat

Meat for everyone to eat,

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

With just twenty five bucks in his wallet

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Nas told me life's a bitch

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

So get yo wallet out and pay the bill.

You better pray for your wallet, i'm coming for your cash

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

And i roast ya bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Man but this ain't no sign language