This is a song about "Got money nigga"

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Froze my bank account and seized my guarantee

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Nigga you got 2 learn how to rap

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

You say you got a nigga

The science and the art, africa

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

I got me funny money, cartoons and shit

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Damn i forgot how much money he got

Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock

Money is the basis, ain't nobody got patience

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings