This is a song about "Bitches making money and drugs"

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Making money and living it swell just isnt cheap

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

Making money was the ideal

But this real, fuck how you feel

Retarded bitches, making lists of boys like christmas,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show

I making money everywhere i go

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see