This is a song about "Fuck cock end money bitches"

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

When your money stand tall bitches wanna know you but when your money

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Broke and no one notices

Give a fuck you bitches.

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

And all you half cock bitches ganna deal with it,

We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young

Fuck the money and public opinion

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

This is love, nothing else close

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

How the fuck you gon' lose money when money works for you?