This is a song about "Drugs guns bitches money niggas watches"

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

Vigorously flipping bitches, niggas getting sick of us

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

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

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

Long as she come to me first

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Amen, they say you only live once

No money, power, or drugs,

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches