This is a song about "Money and boobs"

Take my bus and bust down money

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

And when theres booze their is boobs

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

And my weed man should just sell flutes

And all women who had light features, see

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

And we gettin' money, over here,

She told me erything is real

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

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Yo, fuck 2dopeboyz and fuck nah right

Enticed on money and vices alike,