This is a song about "Money bitches weed"

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

But hey yo look, money from across the street