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

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

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

Told them i love it when bitches roll up my weed for me

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

Catch me with cup full of lean

Bitches pursue me like a dream

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

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