This is a song about "Get this money and smoke weed"

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

When you spill out hits

Weed smoke, booze and violence

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

My wallets empty my ass is broke, smoke all this weed till i hack and choke

Countin money all day and we smoke dat bomb haze,

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Smoke weed and pop bottles my real niggas be pouring