This is a song about "Thugs and money and bitches"

Babe you know it gets no better than this

And if you looka all the bitches...

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Rappin' real, and because i got thugs, i'm packing steel,

I swear these bitches look up to me like i'm doing here

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

I wish i’ll never see you again

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

Her own family and those backstabbing bitches

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Back to the slums packed with psycho savages and thugs