This is a song about "Money cars hating hoes bands run up a check glo up on you bitch fuck your click"

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

And if you think i cant fuck with whoever put your money up

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

"i'm your biggest fan" bitch shut the fuck up

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

You bitch boys have your own tab, but i'm running up the check

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

Fuck the cops bitch, if they come up i'll then ignore cars,

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

On the corner, a old bitch dropped fifty bands

We getting money, you can face the facts

So if you hating on me shut the fuck up.

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

Pimp nigga's hating on my swag bitch fuck you