This is a song about "Props"

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

You should be patiently waiting for some props

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

Challenges and props give me hope

It was always about the props, but just fuck it

Young money motherfucker we the shit

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Were funny enough to get a bogus amount of props.

You're boring like bugs bunny, insulting swin3 and benny just to get votes or props

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

People mentioned i'll be waiting for the props

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

I’m throwing hundreds at kod, a little paper

I dropped "break the bank", got twelve props days later,

I'm not a child of god but i desire props

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops