This is a song about "Weed bitches and money"

That hands you weed and alcohol

The hotels we staying in twelve star

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

They are the coaches in this

Get money then bitches

When your money stand tall bitches wanna know you but when your money

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed