This is a song about "Money and boobs"

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Newest of sneakers, you consuming the bleachers

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

For the money and power they've been concealin'

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics

Hustle for money and making livings

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

Enticed on money and vices alike,

Y'all hit the pen but y'all talk about crack and the money,

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see