This is a song about "Money and bitches"

But i’m not out looking for me no misses

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

So it's nothing to finish

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

Fuck fame, fuck money

Of bad bitches and good tree

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

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

A fun chick its nothin to break funds with

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches