This is a song about "Money and boobs"

I like my girls smart, skinny

Young money like drake and nicki

Hopin' that my niggas see

Take my bus and bust down money

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

We getting money, you can face the facts

And they're robbing our money for tax

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

With plenty of money and women

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Enticed on money and vices alike,

My uncle pulled me to the side