This is a song about "Republic paper money damage"

Not too many is touching, double m g this summer

Bricks, cement and mortar couldn't repair the damage i caused her,

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

And then along came the wrong man for her

I do damage with my razor

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

That we're doin all this damage,

It's cool cause the radio don't do much

The money i'd make , convay myself im never fake , pen always firm to the paper

And i'm tryin to use the phone, but they makin noiseman i wish i had my glock, cause it's major

With oodles of noodles of money paper on my pasta,

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

Get dramatic and feel the need to damage me

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

Big black diamond, bigger than a black razor

Tripped, racing ya self trynna chase the paper