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

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Weed i can't pronounce man

Making bitches say damn

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

I making money everywhere i go

They all need attention, they call me a g though

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Throwing money up and making it rain/

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Okay, so play d, know what i mean

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

How can i portray this

Get money then bitches