This is a song about "Throwing money in their air"

But make sure if they do see

Im in it for the money

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

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

When my name is spoke, can't you see through these lines and rhymes i wrote in my notes

Standing on the chair ready to kick and dangle in air.

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

My niggas in their crews, they gettin' money, shottie blasts,

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

With that weed in the air

Day and night are my 'posites rare

My newest motto to use a condom with newest models

Covering their arms with cuts and spending all their money at starbucks