This is a song about "Gang banging getting money"

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Banging bitches on my walls

Takg there money, there getting dryer,im not a drug dealer i dont do deals

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

Wavy-haired, my skin got a money getting glare

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

We getting money, you can face the facts

You owe the money ho now your getting tamed

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

If we focused on our problems like we did on getting money, you'd think we'd get somewhere honey?

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see