This is a song about "Money weed trapping"

Translation cause my life is too sweet

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Then i'll twist round you guys, trapping/

And this will be the song that we sing

I’m way harder than the concrete

Who be puffin that weed

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

Music is money, money isn't music

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

You need a gram of that favorite weed?

Sometimes i think, what i need

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

You know i only smoke that bomb weed,

If it's me that catch you, you're fried