This is a song about "Money run de world"

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

Honestly i could run this world better, be a better captain.

"how money running this world?!"

Long as she come to me first

Some niggas slept on me but i dont see the snoring

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

I'll terrorize the cul-de-sac, rappers, i ain't holding back,

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Taking over the world while the money adds up