This is a song about "Money drugs love hate bitches"

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Dont love, just hate on me

I got bigger problems baby

This love and hate are my arsenal,

No one notice your struggle

Back like i never ever left in the first

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Long as these bitches love me

Plottin' don’t even worry

But theres one thin line between love and hate

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

Bitches love that shit more than candy

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Its irony that haters love to hate me,

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably