This is a song about "Money illumnati shit women trust fuck"

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

Fuck, fuck, fuck. out of luck, i'm stuck. shit, shit, shit. i quit, a bit lit.

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

I spend all my money, fuck the charity

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Women who are told that they are on some "bitch shit",

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

How the fuck you gon' lose money when money works for you?

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

All the women say my name, at the same damn time fuck 'em//