This is a song about "Bad bitches getting money"

Thought that getting money was the only payment

Secret society all we ask is trust

All them bad bitches tryna look so tough

Together all the timethought it was true love

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Bad bitches in my office, call it bad business.

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this

And when the day end im chilling with three bad bitches

Wale got skills, man my nigga i’m will smith

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches

Shows to do, got record to sell

And bad bitches give me head and tell

Babe you know it gets no better than this

Alright man stop rappin about getting bitches

This is how she want to live

I ask him how the bad bitches