This is a song about "Money guns pimpin"

What up girl, tell me how you been

Step up to this pimpin'

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Without the sound of guns

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Back with a vengeance

Artillery weak with guns

Cus if your love was all i had

I go pimpin every night like shaq