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

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

When your money stand tall bitches wanna know you but when your money

I seen a lot of niggas change over weed and lean,

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..