This is a song about "If it ain t about the money"

Talking caramel with them asses like the strippers

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

Cause money ain't a thing if i got it i won’t spend

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

That don't matter if you really think about it.

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

What you talkin' 'bout if it ain't 'bout the money?

The money, i spent it.

With g's in my pocket

Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit

All this money don't mean shit if i aint gon spend it