This is a song about "Money for days"

Love your wicked ways got you fucking for days

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

I havent been on here for two days

And i got them gold bottles, first place

I can rap for days and days, but i'm already a veteran

Wearin' nothin' but they fuckin' blast with the matchin' turban

It was normal, just for a few days

Slow and steady wins this race

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Man in the race for souls for money

Who is at the house for no longer than two days

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Girl you're hot for days like secondhand coal.

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

Like leatherface got chainsaw blades for days

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face