This is a song about "Rick ross sat there talkin bout donnin juice"

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Talkin bout things that he be doin in his regect pj's

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

What you talkin' 'bout if it ain't 'bout the money?

Let's take this shit back,no more rip offs motherfuck rick ross

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Let's pretend that we're just talkin' 'bout the usual shit,

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Sat there just taking my lumps

You pull up in parking lots

Just like free way rick ross

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Pish posh i suck at rapping pissed off like rick ross,

He sat in his room talkin to his walls like

We tie dynamite to the rhino type