This is a song about "No kussing sports music"

Making dollar bills out of music

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

Knowing when its over blastin music

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

You just dont seem to understand music

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

I make elevating music

Me, wale, so hard - as shit

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

To this music thats not no typo,

I just wanna make music,

I make them ho's strip

Without music i'm no hope my whole globe will explode

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job