This is a song about "Money and boobs"

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

Hopin' when this bread get here

For the money and power they've been concealin'

The white boy blossomed after dre endorsed him

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Enticed on money and vices alike,

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

I still got my nike boots

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

And they're robbing our money for tax

Get money like trump and rappas alike

Girl i don’t want to rush tonight