This is a song about "Money and lamborghinis"

"money and blood don't mix

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Turn money into diamonds and gold

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

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

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

For the money and power they've been concealin'

But five years from now i bet she see

Take my bus and bust down money

Even with the money and the fame

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

Fuck the money and public opinion

Shop at saks fifth like it's a target

I got me funny money, cartoons and shit