This is a song about "Hoes niggas coke money"

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

Took me a while just to write those

Bad hoes, pure coke, so many paths to choose

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Just need doritos and a diet coke,

Spent a long time coming up this road

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

I be stuck to the money you niggas is too backwards

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

You'll drown tryna backstroke on concepts that i wrote

That's a joke probably from all this coke

Funny how my niggas are obsessed with money, whips, and chains,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes