This is a song about "Weed babe money"

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

I’m way harder than the concrete

Who substituted for this weed

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

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Cause they right down the street

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

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

At an extremly alarming rate

You're the luckiest girl babe