This is a song about "Money khush fucking models trappin"

Getting to the money

I'm a baller, literally

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

And i knew that i'd make it out one day!, rappin' or trappin'

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

Money bring pain,money bring gain

I ain't interested in fame

For a brick or two, really put an end to you

Dancing with models and nights still seem new

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

As my name get bigger this game get different

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Aint in this for the money but itd be nice to make some fucking bread

We're living in a fantasy

Getting to the money