This is a song about "New youtube account"

I get my paper, y'all just hate

Account the amount we are paid

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Trying to reach 10,000 views on youtube

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Youtube dot com slash cue the elephant

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

My bank of america account got six figures

Discount on account of the comfort, it's no wonder my momma was proud

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

Do you, not youtube

And delete your rappad account, and i'll set u free to play and run aghit i'm done

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long

Just delete that old account, no one will be sad that you're gone.