This is a song about "Oil and money"

I got money mind and money on my wrist

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

And cash money supermarket like seth,

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Even with the money and the fame

Look around: we the largest in the game

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

My balls get lubed in oil

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Enticed on money and vices alike,

I'll never forget, never forget the night