This is a song about "Dollar nigga money bitches lambo hollywood g wagon"

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

From hollywood to the hood

Better than your bitch would

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Mind get to bustin rhyme im all about dollar sighns money respect but i still walk cocky

100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name

The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same

Can't even rhyme without nigga--money and all that

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

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.

So here i am at the store for some chips

For a property in hollywood hills