This is a song about "Money hoes and guns"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

Your girlfriend want to follow

We got dat guns and flow

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

With no guns and no shields

Ass shots in her seven jeans

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

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

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

This life i chose

Bought the dope and have hoes

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.