This is a song about "Money guns cars girls weed"

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Bitch got all them booty shots

Run away from the cars...

Music girls and money yea that's what its all about, all about

And dusting off the porcelain and open when their cock is out

From fine girls and cars to a brand new watch

I need henny on the rock, my queen top notch

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars