This is a song about "Money and boobs"

And we gettin' money, over here,

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

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

Take my bus and bust down money

But make sure if they do see

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I was like damn girl nice boobs,

A far reach from them rap dudes