This is a song about "Bruddas women mother and money"

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

In my crib / butlers, women and nah no kids

And all women who had no cash can now see

You a lady boss, now you fly free

The underdog of the underground has come far

We going weed, women and some alcohol

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal

Hard to move on when you always regret one

Ross and folarin, couple women

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

My newest motto to use a condom with newest models

What a hassle, women spaniels, and all these other vandals,

I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love