Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs
That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups
I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box
All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/
Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed
And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,
Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through
Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
Bitches love money and i got a lot of money
And have the vatican blastin "bitches and dope"/
I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope
Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you
Always got a song to do can't get along it's true
Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money
Pussy, money weed is the current policy
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