This is a song about "Spending cash in 1950"

Group of white boys came out, their pockets rich in cash

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

Sticking my dick in a purse, cuz i love fucking with cash

Spending your emotions with barely a wink in the night

Had a woman bust it taking that matter right

After i cash the bowl, i feel like i should just bask in the ambience

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Sometimes i'm dripping, times are spending just asking

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Yeah, napoleanpicture me sipping on 1-5-1drunk then a motherfucker

You could see in the faces of me, michael, my dad, anyone... my brother.

This is hiii-power since the eddie bauer, i’ve been popular

They're spending time on the vines n' the other hypes in culture