This is a song about "Money and boobs"

Young money like drake and nicki

I'mma drop you off home quickly

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

And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually

Still got my nike boots

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

"money and blood don't mix

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Hustle for money and making livings

These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics

And we gettin' money, over here,

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

And still got my nike boots