This is a song about "Guns weed drugs green 420 bitches"

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Know the niggas quick to spit they actors

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Sell drugs, shoot guns, make you yell "oh!", now you pushin up daisies

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

Translation cause my life is too sweet

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

I got three bad bitches, with some green we chillin on the scene,

I got snider bitches that whiter than the drugs they sniff

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Artillery weak with guns

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance