This is a song about "Money and boobs"

And my weed man should just sell flutes

And when theres booze their is boobs

What up girl, tell me how you been

Fuck the money and public opinion

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

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Hustle for money and making livings

It's moe, all i need is more chips

We all dream one day we be kings and queens

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

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

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

Still got my nike boots