This is a song about "Money hoes bitches"

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

When your money stand tall bitches wanna know you but when your money

I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

You claim to have all these hoes but yuh ain't got no bitches.

Nowadays it’s about bitches and hoes and riches and dough,

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

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

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with