This is a song about "Money and boobs"

And we gettin' money, over here,

But this real, fuck how you feel

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Turn money into diamonds and gold

For the money and power they've been concealin'

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

Fuck the money and public opinion

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

And they're robbing our money for tax

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

And still got my nike boots