This is a song about "Not rich"

Modify your quota bitch

That's what you do when you rich

I quit the shit, i might get high with you

Not poor, not rich, but just enough to pull it through

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

Go fuck fendi cassh and bugatti boy rich

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

To get rich and famous,

And the 9th is on the track bitch

I get confused when i'm not rich

Maybe one day i'll wake up and be rich

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Where the lips of your teen daughter sits, bitch

Can't stop paper chasin' dreamin' i am mad rich

And she stripping, go to college

Nothins stopping me from being rich