This is a song about "Cash bitch"

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

And if you or anyone else ever comes near my cash

Cash money, financial

That’s only if they handle

Feelings dont matter when it comes to cash

Rolling while im blowing this stash

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

40 on my face, getting cash

See cash rule everything

I'm doing the same thing

Group of white boys came out, their pockets rich in cash

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

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

You're acting hard like rappin' god's, like you're full of the cash,