This is a song about "Ice on my wrist and fucking hoes and getting money"

And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

Money made delayed as i cut my wrist with this blade

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

Can't keep up, get your liters in order

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

Try to hold my pencil and it'll make your wrist blow,

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

And i be on point like a mutha fucking ice pick

And be getting diamond ring on ring like my precious/

While you pretendin, you niggas so pretentious