This is a song about "Guns money weed"

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Remember my guns like a mic,

Superfly, opposite of basic

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

We got dat guns and flow

And she gives them a blow

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Without the sound of guns

3m's on my new balance

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat