This is a song about "Miwaukee bucks"

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

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

I take home billions and pay my workers eight bucks an hour,

You know when your homie barely blink, he just done powder

And isaiah say one day your time will come

A couple bucks then give a fuck of some

Shit its sounding like a million bucks..

Shout out my nigga miles

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

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

Shit, its stuck, fuck! he made quick bucks, now his fucked up luck fade away.

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

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Each day you earn only a couple bucks