Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine
Through the years tryin to stack a little green
And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
Nothins stopping me from being rich
Forever you my bottom bitch
Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts
Bonding over our love for drugs
And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
And all we lack is communication like service sucks
Eat a dick nigga, bitch
Yeah you thought she was rich
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