This is a song about "Drug money"

I aint a drug addict

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

I dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

They just don't give a fuck

Her love is like a drug

Catchin' all the light

Drug dealer on the right

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

That i'm better than any kinda drug

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Be set back, i dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

Randy don't always talk about money and drug

You say you trappin and you never even sold a drug,

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug