This is a song about "Pussy money weed codine"

Shove it all up in her pussy

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Or you'll drive me crazy

I think you're a pussy

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Cause they right down the street

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

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

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve