This is a song about "Ash money samuel"

Getting to the money

Hopin' that my niggas see

Whilst i puff this hash and dub the ash into your massive ass and laugh,

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day

I'm impossibly shy, with a mouth as an ash tray

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

You see ash-ley, all the things you did to me.

With a sack of your ash an a steak knife i used to hack off your ass.

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

In the midst of class, as i ash the blunt and pass

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Viewing thresholds as phoenix, my ash holds the meanings

Just put your hand on the glass

On this path im leaving ash