This is a song about "Milwaukee bucks"

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

I'm boasting, throwing ton of bucks; my flowing holds a double cup

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

Been at work needing the bucks dreamin' but aint been sleeping much

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

And i wish i had #420 bucks in my back pocket

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

A couple bucks then give a fuck of some

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Just by sitting around i would made some thousand bucks...

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Each day you earn only a couple bucks