This is a song about "Pussy money weed girls hoes"

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Half a millie on the road, y'all relyin on features

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

Music girls and money yea that's what its all about, all about

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

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

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

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

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

You rap about selling weed and money schemes