This is a song about "Money and boobs"

I still got my nike boots

I was like damn girl nice boobs,

Take my bus and bust down money

Nah, i wouldn’t wish fame on my enemy

Trying hard to speak and

And big money like hulk

Hustle for money and making livings

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

Turn money into diamonds and gold

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Lil prps like 3 digits

"money and blood don't mix