This is a song about "Cash and money and hoes"

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

And imma make these hoes bleed

The revolution will proceed

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

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

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Yeah, and i ain't saying that i'm nas here

Like money, cash, and shit all was real