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

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Throwing money up and making it rain/

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Life's about decisions man

Making bitches say damn

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

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Now let's make this

Get money then bitches

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

We left em a world that's cursed