This is a song about "Girl talks trash"

Bitch, i might make you my baby

My father never talks to me

Laughs at you and talks about

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

After take-out i'm takin the out the trash.

And work hard then i pass like steve nash

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

No fiction, mentally dis function,my mind talks why should i mention

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Money talks i got it all just started a monopoly

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

So bow down, nobody talks about when sinister rhymes,

Bolt up my door lock, been hearing money talks

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls