This is a song about "No kussing sports music"

Y'all similes is literal shit

Making dollar bills out of music

That's all, we hope you've known, hope you've grown let the music flow, amusing, no?

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Feels like i went on a pregame sports killin spree/

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

Music is money, money isn't music

Mc's get taken to school with this music

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

You just dont seem to understand music

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

It's just my fate, let me chill, nah flip

Personify wisdom tell them through the music