This is a song about "Fuckin bitches gettin money"

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

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

Man, fuckin wit dis nigga get them bitches giddy

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I don't have pussy on my lap, or bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on.

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

My money don't fold i'm gettin' this dough

People love hodgy i hate you though

I ain't gon chirp ya mobile phone and chase you all over town

Unless you got that money sonny, best you fuckin throw down