This is a song about "Money guns and hoes"

No, no, we are not those

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

Bought the dope and have hoes

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

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

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

We can't catch the beat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"