This is a song about "Money pop it"

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

You better park it, pop it, lock it, sock it, drop to the flo’,

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Nigga i get it how i live and i live for money

Fuck it, its hip hop and niggas don't give a damn

To pop it and work out life's riddle, man

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

Throwing money up and making it rain/

I cock block shit, pop and lock it, blow like snot rockets,

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Cremate the money, put it in an urn

Life live, might as well, only way to learn

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Believe me, money ain't shit it don't matter

Just a place that they can come

Gett this money flip it like bacon