This is a song about "Niggas weed bitches money"

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

Crack dealers on the block, young niggas will tamper weed,

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

I seen a lot of niggas change over weed and lean,

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

Aight so yall niggas gonna talk about pussy, bitches, and gays

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face