This is a song about "Cars money and bitches"

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

Bitches cars and clothes depicted to those who are famous

Together all the timethought it was true love

You pull up in parking lots

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?