This is a song about "Getting hella bandz money"

Where the lips of your teen daughter sits, bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Make these females hella bent.

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

While prostitutes still getting money from sucking a cock

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

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

We getting money, you can face the facts

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

In other words i'm getting money

Nah, i wouldn’t wish fame on my enemy

Hella intelligent that

She always comin back

Makin hella pesos

I kill shows and bag more clothes