This is a song about "Rob bitch taylor erin julia cathy nigga money weed"

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

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Commitment no not really, and shawty don't be silly

So pass the weed, i'll rob the game up like butch cassidy,

All my nights i stayed up hopin a nigga don't rob

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

.............thought so bitch ass nigga,

My all gold rolly or the

Nigga i get it how i live and i live for money

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Im the newest nigga up in this bitch