This is a song about "Trapping and money"

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Take my bus and bust down money

Must be something you want me to see

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

And i ain't tryna spit, but got dollars here

I put the nigga in his casket

I got me funny money, cartoons and shit

Hustle for money and making livings

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

And cash money supermarket like seth,

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs