This is a song about "Bitchers money drugs"

So if they better than the kid

Music is money, money isn't music

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

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

You ain't never seen

To much drugs in the bloodstream,

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

I condone violence an force silence amoung bitchers an snitches pop un the head like there blisters

My bars are lethal like barbiturate drugs

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

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

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks