This is a song about "Cars and cash"

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

And if you or anyone else ever comes near my cash

And i’m making a difference and i’m getting nice cash,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Spending her time with him i guess

And cash money supermarket like seth,

When bret hart meet brett farve

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

All i need is moola cars and friends

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

And i'll proceed to throw this cash

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

In front of our building, they was my heroes

And i park cars i don't pay for the meter,

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her