This is a song about "Trapping meth and spending alot of money on designer cloths"

Ambitious girl, you just wanna win, and you'd rather chase your dreams

Become a coach designer of body bags and coca leaves

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

Spending all my money on lids

Cause i tend to talk, alot of shit

You don't mean that, you faggot

All of this fuss for heisenberg's blue meth

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

Try to think of spending money on other things besides the platinum

With plenty of money and women

I told him get his 9 and run

You a buster talking alot of shit

And that's jay line i had to quote that

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

I got money mind and money on my wrist