This is a song about "Bitches money 15 yr old"

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Start dissing, just listen to my vision, not here for money,

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

I really shouldn't be here now- i don't fuck the heathen bitches

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

When all i wanna do is show im a 15 yr old rebel

They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

You already have two strikes, i'm your third one, your out bitches

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

The money and fame coming in due time, old friends like "happy belated"

My hopes and all my wishes

Get money then bitches

I'm so dope, bitches with a rope, i clean like soap, but i just ain't old enough to vote

When i was little i was writing shit while other kids was out skipping rope