This is a song about "Money and boobs"

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

When you spill out hits

"money and blood don't mix

And when theres booze their is boobs

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Mariah tunes and five flutes

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

With plenty of money and women

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Young money like drake and nicki

And they're robbing our money for tax

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

Hustle for money and making livings

It's moe, all i need is more chips