This is a song about "Getting bitches making money taking over the world drugs"

She wanted to fight at first

Y'all took over the world

All over the world leaving the balance irrelevant,

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

We getting money, you can face the facts

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

And really don't matter unless y'all coming with

I got snider bitches that whiter than the drugs they sniff

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Thought that getting money was the only payment

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

We supply the weapons 3rd world cops are taking shots with,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Getting to the money