This is a song about "Sales and money"

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Young money like drake and nicki

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

Enticed on money and vices alike,

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

So nevermind the money. and nevermind the fame.

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

Nigga i get it how i live and i live for money

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

Bring back record sales, i sail while i break records

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

Randy don't always talk about money and drug

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Im cuttin the sales and makin the scenes,