This is a song about "Spend it"

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

Stop spittin on this mic please, spend it on your boyfriends dick

Cause money ain't a thing if i got it i won’t spend

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

10th grade, eyes red as shit

But when i get it i spend it

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Back at it again all this money that i spend

Ghetto politics, get money, spend it on the leathers all,

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

I bet pretty soon you'll spend it all and then be nameless.

Together all the timethought it was true love

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

And spend the next years of you denying it