This is a song about "Money killingssex"

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

That's why i'm after this money

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

That i have all the money

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

I ain't got no money,

I'm a baller, literally