This is a song about "Drugs bitches money"

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

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

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

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

And get me some more drugs

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

You better call cops,coz this drugs

Good kids make bad grown ups

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

I like bitches in air maxes without socks