This is a song about "Milk money"

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

How to get my rent money

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

Cause she sees n believes im so damn slick/make the girl quake from my milk shake

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

And as for my drink i'd like milk or some milo

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,

What them tippers don't see

Getting to the money