This is a song about "Whips and money"

My team getting digits

I crash whips when my track skips

Whips they cant afford to carry

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

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

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

If you believe then you can achieve

And grip whips to switch hits to each ribs

Just another product of this matrix

Funny how my niggas are obsessed with money, whips, and chains,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Hustle for money and making livings

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck