This is a song about "Rich gangs"

I'm not poor but i'm not rich/

Trying to give them light and a message

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Oh he was shot by other gangs/

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

That's what you do when you rich

Theft of a man's chest it's like gangs test and exams

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

And she stripping, go to college

Underhand shit dread of force you bought rich

Maybe one day i'll wake up and be rich

I put her on the train, little engine could, bitch

Your ho be on my penis, she check my french, bitch

I live in england where them bitches rich,