This is a song about "Money and boobs"

Get money like trump and rappas alike

They say love is the slowest form of suicide

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Young money like drake and nicki

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

And cash money supermarket like seth,

Take my bus and bust down money

God mc oh my god you gotta see

I got money mind and money on my wrist

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

And they're robbing our money for tax

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance