This is a song about "Pussy and weed and money"

That gyal want mi ride har

And delete that weed you are

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

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

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

And realize ur pussy bitch.

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Or did he marry his cousin , i don't know but pussy is pussy and i get pussy

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

A pussy and a crotch, rapper and astronaut!

Indubitably i'm too street

Put up and smoke that weed,