This is a song about "Money hoes car and clothes"

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Clothes are dusted and he loathes these kids

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I rock cool clothes and the dopest sweater,

Can't change who i am, i just try to get better

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

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

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Guess i’m different than most

The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show