This is a song about "Money bitches and rolex"

With plenty of money and women

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Thats presidential rolex.

Roll up niggas be like sex

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

I got money mind and money on my wrist

Rolex on my wrist cost me 12 chickens

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you