This is a song about "Fuckin bitches gettin money"

Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of marley

Fuckin these bitches is just a hobby

Bitches gettin mad when i hit their ferrari

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

Catch bitches like i'm fishin with a fuckin brass pole

With some lesbians that don't know english

But i'm still fuckin these bitches,

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Gettin' spiffy for these bitches i be eyeing

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts