This is a song about "Awesome teen dope swag bitches gold money"

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Don't you know that im cold ...money gold on my mind

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

But his swag so dope he fuck them bitches from behind

My bitches like to cut the dope, and bag it for a dime and at the same time

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

Turn money into diamonds and gold

Women front, they get its cold

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

Got her glued to my money like it a dope nest

I'm so dope, bitches with a rope, i clean like soap, but i just ain't old enough to vote

So police say it was suicide, suspiciously walks by the murder scene with his hooded coat