This is a song about "My money n"

And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually

Kiss my ass, cuz my ass made this money.

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Girls, power, money, it ain't my motivation,

And if he can't learn to love you, you should leave him

My ass got sulky n' grumpy

Let me rideuntil i get free

My bars are hard 'n' fast

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

I treat my money like its sacred

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

You know we kick it like everyday

Make my money creatin' map, sounds pretty cray

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

People taking my money because