This is a song about "Pussy money weed"

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

You think i'm scared of you, pussy?

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Music is money, money isn't music

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

I think you're a pussy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

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

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Put up and smoke that weed,

I said i got my ass beat