This is a song about "Killing and money"

But killing and hitting it off, leave you breathless/

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

With plenty of money and women

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

While scheming on hits

"money and blood don't mix

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

Made a living and a killing off it

Snooping around and killing

And this will be the song that we sing

Made a living and a killing off it

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

Made a living and a killing off it

Look in the scope, my people still a target

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry