This is a song about "Money bags teens green gold awesome"

My money is turning me green no wonder im called radioactive,

No tarot card reading; i'm foreseeing you niggas vanish

Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show

Maybe i should pack my bags and go

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Turn money into diamonds and gold

But you don't have a chance

But fuck all you scum bags

All that ass in your jeans

Yea hears to the fucked up teens

Drug-induced teens hear killing and go renegade,

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

I'm a winner , bags for disposing guys,

It aint funny, they got money bags stacked higher than everest

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list