This is a song about "If it aint about cash nigga i dont understand"

And i aint plan this nigga i aint plan shit nigga

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

And nigga if you aint got versace then nigga you can not top me

I dont understand you,

Wolf gang, triple six crew

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

I dont care if you wann hear the story im fucking telling it

See it's simply greed, it's such a need to say your broke

Pussy nigga want it he aint even know he was on scope

Im the souths slaughterhouse dont doubt whatchu aint thought about, i dont bring em

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

I don't care what it did to them

Understand i dont need a weapon

If i took a photo imagine how much fucken cash i'd make

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state