This is a song about "Stolen monkey"

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Forced to rely on stolen beer to settle your bets

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Matter fact, a raptor who just had her baby stolen/

Froze my bank account and seized my guarantee

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

Me rolling// in lamborghini rims previously stolen//and watch you gasp at my

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I sip the forty ounces, and mix that shit like brass monkey,

Like jewlery in pawnshops that tends to get stolen

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Monkey see monkey do, i swear it,

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that