This is a song about "Strippers and money"

Fuck the money and public opinion

What up girl, tell me how you been

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

"money and blood don't mix

And shrimp might run and tell the pigs

Hustle for money and making livings

She likes the way it hits her lips

And big money like hulk

But nah, he is quite different

Heard the sound of several gun shots

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

Money and power is what i wanna gain

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

With plenty of money and women

I hit your block and we can box for fun