This is a song about "Fucking bitches getting money and smoking weed"

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

Smoking on that cali weed smoking on that oj green

Smoking weed with depression,

She all on my skin

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Smoking meth, weed and popping pills at the same time

They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine