This is a song about "Cash money boats hoes"

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

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

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

Pockets so fat of money there creaming cash rules evrything around me

I'm blowin' fuckin' steam off like boats with paddle wheels,

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

Not even let you touch me, why would i let you down my pants?/

I finally have some money man, most of the cash that flows through my hands

Cash money, financial

That’s only if they handle

Come to my show you'll see/sea sickness no boats or yachts

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots