This is a song about "Drinks drugs money"

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

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

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

And you know i paint that picture

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

He drinks too much coke and speaks with a stutter,

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs