This is a song about "How a girl use u for your money"

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

How come i can't escape from a girl i consider a bitch?

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Ill give you a run for your money

If u catch your girl suckin on my testicles

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

With your girl gettin' handy, but you know how she can be

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I got a condom and i know how to use it

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit

Your girl knows how to ride, tell her to join my ranch.

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

I put her on the train, little engine could, bitch

Funny how some money make a bitch switch

You got friends how only cares about your money!

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see