This is a song about "Pussy money weed jordans"

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

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Jordans are a need, aint no shoe game recession

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

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

The drug that they brain need

Who be puffin that weed

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

She say you got a pussy!

In my jordans so i guess im space jammin out your back yard

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Give players plenty space