This is a song about "Ak47 money thots and gangs"

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

World full of hoes and thots i can't take

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

"money and blood don't mix

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

But i kinda like your company

Take my bus and bust down money

And big money like hulk

Im happier when high and drunk