This is a song about "Dennis bitches weed lean money"

Weed must be white house green see the lean

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Out in la im fakin' hitting switches

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

Okay, so play d, know what i mean

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

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

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

People leaned to shoulder devils, sippin' lean, smokin' weed,

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money