This is a song about "Money and cirroc"

I got money mind and money on my wrist

Money is most of y'all interest

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

And we gettin' money, over here,

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel

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

And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually

And big money like hulk

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

Took me mighty long to get here