This is a song about "Pussy money drugs cars"

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Run away from the cars...

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,

But like a porn star i'm best when to swallow