This is a song about "When your moneys made out them lies"

That's your place i made you to fuck with them

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Bitch no one believes your fake ass lies

When your talking about how you made it, i hate it

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

I was disgusted at you,threw all your clothes out and burnt them to ashes

And jade's a fucking acrobat, i'll flip her on a mattress

Hundred thousand worth of ice on me now

Say the thing your lies allow

When your love lies in the coffin woken up

I wouldn't fuck another girl out of the club

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

When we bring out them choppers, you gonna have heart attack.