This is a song about "Money basketball flexing girls family rich"

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Flexing so hard, i'm gonna bust a vain

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

Trying to make money so my family could eat

He’ll be making people rich,

When you fly as a bitch

Visiting the family

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody

Music girls and money yea that's what its all about, all about

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

Flexing in his picture, tryna make his muscles stick up

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Going on my own to play some basketball

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall