This is a song about "Money and bitches"

So while the world goes drake crazy

Of bad bitches and good tree

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

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

Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes

Her own family and those backstabbing bitches

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

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Take my bus and bust down money

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

Go! you free to go about your business