This is a song about "Wallets"

Wall street bankers' wallets get padded, remember freddie mac?

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

But these wall street bankers use this to pad their wallets,

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

My wallets empty my ass is broke, smoke all this weed till i hack and choke

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

You talk like grand theft auto when you're just swiping wallets