This is a song about "Rich shit"

Go fuck fendi cassh and bugatti boy rich

They vaguely decipher my language

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

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

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch

Yeah you thought she was rich

Rather beatin on the bitch

He’ll be making people rich,

Now you speaking my language

Where the lips of your teen daughter sits, bitch

I get confused when i'm not rich

My life, screw it with a drunk bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich