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

My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla

Rob a bank, i'd drive for my motherfuckin' nigga

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

What influence as nigga money or fame

Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

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

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

Im the newest nigga up in this bitch

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

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

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

My all gold rolly or the