This is a song about "Money gang glock 11"

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

He a message, i'm the runner

You need money holla at ya boy honey

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

We in the big thingseat a dick man

Fitting ya without ma gang

Dare piss me off, come, shoot you with this 45 glock

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

A young teen near the fiends is strapped, a cocked glock,

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot