This is a song about "Money and boobs"

I like my girls smart, skinny

Young money like drake and nicki

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

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

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

I still got my nike boots

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

Enticed on money and vices alike,

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

Once as a slave who imagined being free

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money