This is a song about "Money and boobs"

A sister with big boobs and tight ass and a brother who go in 4th class

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

Fuck the money and public opinion

Hustle for money and making livings

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Turn money into diamonds and gold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

And we gettin' money, over here,

Young money like drake and nicki

Hopin' that my niggas see

And cash money supermarket like seth,

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

I got money mind and money on my wrist

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest