This is a song about "I don t need cash"

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

I'm the real o. g on the pc, shoot g. a. t. t's need some vitamin oh gee!

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Boys don seen me. fly so high i need stop it hell is my

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Me i got a nice house, car and some cash

Your life is a product of trash

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for