This is a song about "Bitches hoes money drugs lambo"

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

We love for a while then a light goes

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

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

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

Every single one of these bitches are standard hoes,

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

This is love, nothing else close

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

Got one good tip: bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks