This is a song about "Money ball that s all hoes check"

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

Back at it again all this money that i spend

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Fuck that just gimme my check,

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Momma told him all that money will make you a fool

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Here they keep a rachet close

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Listened to hip hop and thoght i am not alone that´s all crazy

We got money so we ball out

Baby heading down a cloud

Look at all this money, ain't that some shit

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that