This is a song about "My niggas and money"

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

My niggas in their crews, they gettin' money, shottie blasts,

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

My friends and niggas said i can't make it//..

Getting money, duckin' haters, nigga i ain't loafin' bitch

See im about riding for my niggas and tryna get rich

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

And my speeding fingers leaving niggas with a powdered face

Than me and my niggas gonna smoke turn ourselfs into zombies

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

Got my niggas in paris and they going gorillas, huh

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Watching for my niggas and my team who inna hood still

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Where my niggas pop rocks and lock glocks, know not,