This is a song about "Rich kid"

So get killed you little bitch who tried to get rich

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

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Now look, don't make a grown nigga beg that ain't fair bitch

Then it'll be me getting recognized, i'll be rich!

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

Underhand shit dread of force you bought rich

And she stripping, go to college

Rack rack city bitch

That's what you do when you rich

I live in england where them bitches rich,

We told him no dough then we go and get your bitch

Ships that sail to distant places

To get rich and famous,

Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch

Maybe one day i'll wake up and be rich