This is a song about "Weed babe money"

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

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

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

I can always go home and look down my street

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

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

From the back seat, back seat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

It's me and you forever, babe i need you in my life.