This is a song about "No looks at me"

You is not hip then i can not coach her

She looks at my dough, drooling all over

This looks not only bad on you and me,

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

The pillow looks back at me and says "no."

Rich people use me cause i looks so cool!

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

You still smile at me, wave at me

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

Mind he did and he was so pumped he lost track of time. he looks at the clock

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

Looks at that young ass and thinks to do nothing but kill her

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

Which to me looks like your doing more gaming, then rhyming,