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

Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

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

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

We grew up in poverty, y'all wonder why we talk money,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

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

Get money then bitches

That shit look like it’s raks fifth