This is a song about "Racing for money"

Nigga i get it how i live and i live for money

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

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

I'm looking for a hiding station and my heart is racing

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Ill give you a run for your money

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Im in it for the money

On they twitter writing novels, see

How the fuck you gon' lose money when money works for you?

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

And they're robbing our money for tax

And light beers, they slight care, they spring breaking

Mind racing on racing, lately i've been pacing