This is a song about "Dollar"

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

I told her she wasnt worth the dollar i spent to fuck

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Your friends sees you only as dollar signs.

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Leavin' the strip club with stitches and half a dollar,

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

I got something you've been waiting for

They don't care for you, they want a quick dollar,

Shit is on silent all day long

100 dollar worth of strong

Every punch need line, for every dollar sign,

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

We self-made but never is an i on the team

C.r.e.a.m over niggas! get the dollar machine!