This is a song about "Bitches money"

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

When your money stand tall bitches wanna know you but when your money

You ain’t never been higher than this

Like i been slapping bitches,

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

I heard that time is money

Get money then bitches

When you feel like this

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

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

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

Music is money, money isn't music

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

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