This is a song about "Money ain t shit to me"

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

Now i gotta exit after you

*aight now its time for t smallz to hop on dis shit*

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

Just tryin to make it to the t-o-p

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

Young money shit, me and lil wayne too big

I steal shit to make money cause i'm a starving artist

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

And niggas flashing crazy

Damn, that shit get's to me!