This is a song about "Trapping money weed guns brother fam"

Lost ma mother and my brother

Took the van, went snatch her

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

Your crew and fam won't have

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need