This is a song about "Bitch used me for 5 dollard"

Papa aren't you proud of me i got 5 mansions

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

They used to hate wit faces like the grapes they ate was sour

Spitting on top a bitch he used to bash and lash

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

Screaming for me like "marry me bitch" like honey i'm sweet

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

All i know is yolo, nigga, that's the motto

The type of nigga we trip up and leave for 5-oh

Your verse was cheaper then my grandma handin me 5 bucks

To add to the list of beverly hills victims