This is a song about "Cash on me"

Fuck a bail bonds got cash on deck to get free

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

Now you only selling bars, under the cash register. don't hate on me,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Yo ya boy spent his cash on hash and hip hop

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

But now i'm chasing cash/stuntin' on what you wish you had

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Well lemme tell you somethin, you might got mo' cash then me

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

Cash ruled everything around me,like wu-tang said

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

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

Let me be angry or sad, that gets my rap into the cash.

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass