This is a song about "Bitches weed money"

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

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

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Heard the sound of several gun shots

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Thinking of bliss and the good days

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

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches

Mr. absoulute the most incredible at this