This is a song about "Getting money andfucking hoes"

Wavy-haired, my skin got a money getting glare

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

Without choice or hope to voice our own noiseless mope of far away homes

Gave yo girl a cash shower getting money every hour ill skin you to yo bones

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

With the hoes getting sloppy oddly cocky

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Never getting more money than a cashier's check

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start