This is a song about "Girls and money"

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Girls, power, money, it ain't my motivation,

Boys and girls, stop staring at the pearls.

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Me and whore white girls never workout,

My tires align with the play, but the times out

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

Ybm and emp it's like we brothers

Get your ass privileges with parking meters

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Talking of the gods you serve

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Money drug girls which one got me fucked next