This is a song about "Bad bitches money pussy cars life weed money"

Not bad using that dope money

Nah, i wouldn’t wish fame on my enemy

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

She looks for money , i look for life

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

Don't be afraid, it's just a kiss

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet