This is a song about "Its my money"

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Im trill like bill gates money times twenty/   its funny/

Now in my hand...i have my own earned money

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I need my money pronto

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

From the back seat, back seat

I keep my money neat neat

And shrimp might run and tell the pigs

Money in my pockets

People taking my money because

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,