This is a song about "Bitches money cars bling"

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

Give me a reason why i'm not the best breathing

Bring bling & sling feelings like we're healing/

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

Run away from the cars...

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

It's a beautiful bliss

Get money then bitches

They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

The sun gives light cause it is the window

The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,