This is a song about "Warhawk gymnastics"

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

As i sweet talk i'm a warhawk, hidin' out in bangkok/

We got the money, now let's make it flip like gymnastics,

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Flippin' up dough on the mat like gymnastics,

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks