This is a song about "Bitches money guns"

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

It ain't nothing though

We got dat guns and flow

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Back with a vengeance

Without the sound of guns

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

It’s official, she my misses

Get money then bitches