This is a song about "Cars money bitches hoes cribs millions hater"

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Nowadays it’s about bitches and hoes and riches and dough,

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

It's a beautiful bliss

Get money then bitches

You dead broke, yes folks, the jewels are like egg yolks

They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,

Hoes love me because of my cars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,