This is a song about "Mountains and cash"

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

And start earning some cash to go back to the academy

Can't stand these hacks gettin' cash and contracts for their wack raps

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

And i'll proceed to throw this cash

Just put your hand on the glass

Took my items to the cash stand, and pulled out my change

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Touching on that ass, tryna get a feel

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

If you knew my past and you knew my cash

The capital punishment, the loud police sirens

Kid gets cash from working and flaunts? bang bang silence,

And all women who had no cash can now see

And i got a little big, keep it low key