This is a song about "Young rich niggaz"

Silence, fast forward, these niggaz deserve rounds,

Make account getting vows spitting movable bowels

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

Go fuck fendi cassh and bugatti boy rich

Thats it we getting rich

When you fly as a bitch

Well, you better be rich

Man but this ain't no sign language

My hat is by jabbia and if you got a fucking problem

And tell where a lot of niggaz got they whole style from

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Niggaz always wondering when the torture ends, yup!!!