This is a song about "Aussie drugs and money"

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs