This is a song about "Money don t got feelings"

Money is the basis, ain't nobody got patience

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Check my letter i got christmas money,

A happy home, that's my fantasy

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

I'm in plex, i got to munch you as t. rex,

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry