This is a song about "Trappin and gettin money"

Lil prps like 3 digits

"money and blood don't mix

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

The only path i know is gettin stoned and just doped out

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

And we'd be gettin higher

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Gettin respect and respect, do u need proof?

Horder straight trappin', hustle and grind, hustle and grind, my flow is sick

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick