This is a song about "Pussy money weed vodien"

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Walked up in the shop, everybody lookin' shocked

Money, pussy, power, respect that's the shit that i want

Put up and smoke that weed,

I’m way harder than the concrete

You think i'm scared of you, pussy?

Hopin' that my niggas see

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

You need a gram of that favorite weed?

I said i got my ass beat

Who be puffin that weed