This is a song about "Money bags"

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

Getting to the money

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

Maybe i should pack my bags and go

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

Music is money, money isn't music

I be smacking up these rapping fucks then wrap em up with plastic bags

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

As i pack my bags and head to mesa / where we getting our cake up/

My nigga co-bizzy virginia is back

Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of jack

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

When those trash bags middle initial was loyalty compare to yal backstabbing bitches.

Why i had white bags in my backpack

She just laughs as her life starts flashing back