This is a song about "Making money and fucking bitches"

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

But all ten of them gonna call a nigga period

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Retarded bitches, making lists of boys like christmas,

But i’m not out looking for me no misses

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

And their only fucking mission is making a billion

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

Throwing money up and making it rain/

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

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

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups