This is a song about "Wag money and sports"

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

I got me funny money, cartoons and shit

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Hustle for money and making livings

Enticed on money and vices alike,

Parallel on the other side

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Take him home, my dogs tail will start to wag

That’s real shit, it’s bigger than rap

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Turn money into diamonds and gold

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

Leave your inhibitions here