This is a song about "Pied piper money"

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Im in it for the money

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

But the money don’t stack, man money overlap

To legitimize the prize money

Not hungry for my poetry

I got money mind and money on my wrist

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest

Not bad using that dope money

But make sure if they do see

I’m tryna be low key

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Got two million quid in monopoly money,

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Getting to the money

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free