This is a song about "Rich life"

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch

Go fuck fendi cassh and bugatti boy rich

I don't dream about the girls and making it rich,

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

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

Odd future wolf gang like they're filmin' twilight in this bitch

As i light one for ill will

Of being rich and powerful

If his bitch insist on getting sick

Richie rich, got a candle stick,

Say you want that dope shit, welcome to satan's cabbage patch, bitch

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

Yeah you thought she was rich

Coming back with this shit bitch