This is a song about "Love money weed"

All she want is one love, that money and that come with me

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

The drug that they brain need

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

Music is done without love but is done for the money

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

You rap about selling weed and money schemes