This is a song about "My bae money and weed"

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Bitch i'm all you need

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

Her defense is up i'm wishing that it disappears

I just roll my weed up, and try to school my peers

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

I got money mind and money on my wrist

You're talking to one of the greatest

The weed gets me higher and my rhymin it inspires

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Once upon a time not long ago

U stole my money bread and dough

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Put up and smoke that weed,