This is a song about "Money bitches hoes weaves leather jackets"

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches

Licking bitches in between there toes, fucking all the hoes

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

And you are not around like black fathers

Everybody and their momma gon' chant this

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Bitches and hoes, yo, get smothered underneath the snow,

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

And y'all talk constantly, about all of your bitches and hoes,

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows