This is a song about "Smoke money bitches"

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Im spittin fire you blowin smoke

Uh, the only hope i had was selling dope

Lungs get filled with potent smoke

Used to find dope in his coat

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this

This is how she want to live

Get money then bitches

Don't need to drink, don't need to smoke,

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load

Vicious roach she really sick of this but she let me poke

Lookin' at the bad bitches, smokin' on the best smoke

Since i was left with no hope

Because i'm throwing ash and smoke,