This is a song about "Taking people s money"

Taking money out the piggy bank

You stood me up and i understand

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Put the purp in the blunt

To this day, the game, will never be the same

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

I maybe funny but i'm always taking money, plus i ain't throwing jokes,

Shattered like the spines of the crippled old. now it's time, the ripple rolls.

And yes money does grow on trees if you know the right people its also free

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

S queezys very bold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

My city's so gritty people need money to borrow

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,