This is a song about "Mo fyah"

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

I got the sickest flow, i got your moms seven digits for 1 dollar not a penny mo,

But it wasn't enough,they want mo' rough

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

Like d. lector and g-mo i got a potty mouth

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

Well lemme tell you somethin, you might got mo' cash then me

Got mo honey than a forest with a billiooon bears

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Because it looks like your moving slow mo

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show

The more mo bills i get the more shit come free to me

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Mo cash you got'll get you out of jail free