This is a song about "Making money and bitches"

But we know all the same people so we got to speak

Making money and living it swell just isnt cheap

Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low

I making money everywhere i go

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Making bitches fall on my way up

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

See me and hope i'm intoxicated or slightly faded

Cashing checks, making money, rinse and repeat is all i did

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Hustle for money and making livings

Yes, im gluttonous. d.c. up in this

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches