This is a song about "Rich"

Yeah you thought she was rich

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

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

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

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch

A dog nigga, ballin' bitch

Well, you better be rich

That bitch fresh at rich flesh

Carefree i don’t need the stress

So get killed you little bitch who tried to get rich

Left my home alone, you can call me macaulay bitch

The differences between being queen and being bitch

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

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

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch