This is a song about "Bitches money pussy weed"

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

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

I don't have pussy on my lap, or bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on.

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet