This is a song about "Whips and money"

I crash whips when my track skips

My team getting digits

And cash money supermarket like seth,

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

Without the whips and chains it's still displayed the ways that they would bleed

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

All these rappers talking 'bout their diamonds and their whips,

With plenty of money and women

Make them more insecure when they caught one

And big money like hulk

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

We see stars and jack whips, police cars are like beasts though,

Everyday we party hard like ther ain't no tomorrow

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Young money like drake and nicki