This is a song about "Cars money bitches"

But that was way before i made the dough and met the game

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

While in the distance i hear passing cars

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

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

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

I feel like i got fifty cars

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?