This is a song about "Bitches hoes getting money"

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

Bitches and hoes, yo, get smothered underneath the snow,

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

I've become immune to you no name haters

Im getting stacks of money everyday.

So you should move away, or join the dude 'n play

Cause some of you bitches funny

In other words i'm getting money

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,