This is a song about "Money and boobs"

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I was like damn girl nice boobs,

And still got my nike boots

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

A sister with big boobs and tight ass and a brother who go in 4th class

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

Take my bus and bust down money

I got me funny money, cartoons and shit

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

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

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family