This is a song about "Drugs and money"

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

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

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

European model white bitch is eating donuts

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,