This is a song about "Money hoes weed"

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

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

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

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