This is a song about "Spitting bills"

Stressin bout these bills and money like every night

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

Many disasters with any bills what matters

Part of me though, is searching for answers

It seems to remind me of a scene like this

Spitting verses like im spitting curses

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

And got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Let my angel sing

Quit acting like ya spitting,

The chills, the kills, these hundred dolla bills

She likes the way it hits her lips