This is a song about "Getting money them them bitches"

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

All these bitches ugly, call them girls up

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Getting better and better watch them scream my name

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Money mayhem got them niggas all goth

Where would i be without my dogs

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Give them bitches the boot if they can't perform the square root

Now im getting them on

That's word to my mom

Cause of him that's why them bitches couldn't stand me

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free