This is a song about "Money and boobs"

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

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Take my bus and bust down money

Im happier when high and drunk

And big money like hulk

You gotta make sure you aim right

Get money like trump and rappas alike

And my friend's aim at knees, sparking heaters

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

With plenty of money and women

She’s a star if i ever seen one

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Fuck the money and public opinion

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up