This is a song about "Money and boobs"

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

And we gettin' money, over here,

Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel

Girls fast how jamaicans run

With plenty of money and women

Enticed on money and vices alike,

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

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

Hustle for money and making livings

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

My fame's no mistakesince the deal