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

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

Flyer them the rest i told you i'm ish

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Weed must be white house green see the lean

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

I'm in a rare breed, extraordinary league

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

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

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts