This is a song about "Money sex drugs women"

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Ross and folarin, couple women

Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen

You would bet on malcolm sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

Looking at these women

All the girls really want is fun

Looking at these women

So now she picks up the gun

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Through the years tryin to stack a little green