This is a song about "Pussy money weed jordans"

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

With them jordans on and the sheep coat, the weed smoke from that good kush,

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

She say you got a pussy!

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Don't you fall from grace

Who be puffin that weed

Now it's time to eat

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Jordans on my feet close to where them flames spark

You shook my world and it felt apart