This is a song about "Moneyes and weed"

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

A wife on the runfull of common bluntsunconditionally married

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Weed smoke, booze and violence

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

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

I'm tall, lanky, smoke weed and keef

I'm why baby mamas leave