This is a song about "Money weed hoes"

Guess i’m different than most

Like a line full of hoes

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

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