This is a song about "Rich kid"

Eat a dick nigga, bitch

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

Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch

Can't stop paper chasin' dreamin' i am mad rich

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Aint trying to front its the smoke that's mad me rich

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

Should know opportunity's a bitch you often see with the rich,

Send me automatic no practice i ain't gotta aim just shoot that bitch

Trying to give them light and a message

Go fuck fendi cassh and bugatti boy rich

Nothins stopping me from being rich

Now you speaking my language

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Capers vanish paper railroads, that's how much i'm asset rich