This is a song about "Money nicki"

I heard that time is money

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Hopin' that my niggas see

Getting to the money

Blow up on this society

I can always go home and look down my street

Yea you see i'm rappin' on a nicki beat

I just want somebody i can see

Boy im out here chasing money

Wanna "freak like me," fuck adinaup and down is the object, side to side

He said to do it just like nicki go'n n bend it over (bus' it wide)