This is a song about "Money and bricks"

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

When you spill out hits

"money and blood don't mix

My shit is heavy, droppin bricks

My team getting digits

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest

I got money mind and money on my wrist

And cash money supermarket like seth,

I can taste the salt from my tears

With plenty of money and women

Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

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

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