This is a song about "Pain money guns bitches dead homies"

But i dont carry guns

3m's on my new balance

Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Back with a vengeance

We bustin' like shot guns

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

Dead they chose money over your head"

Artillery weak with guns

But this ain't physics or rocket science

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

You can't evade my guns,

Guess they ran out of options