This is a song about "Gucci money flow"

But five years from now i bet she see

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

I reel them in, goadomes on see

I heard that time is money

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

I came up hungry

Getting to the money

Im in it for the money

Shit with our whole family

Gucci loui fendi belts with the suede felt

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Money come and money go still money problems addin up