This is a song about "Dtown money codine cadillacs bitches crips"

When you spill out hits

Hit and miss these fake crips

They are the coaches in this

I call all my bitches

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

Slobs on floor, now da crips on the rise

Get money then bitches

This is how she want to live

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

That's not my hustle if i did i probably, would've made empty them clips from the crips

Hes got on some crips kicks

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money