This is a song about "Weed bitches money"

What do i really need

Who substituted for this weed

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

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

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

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

Told them i love it when bitches roll up my weed for me

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

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

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

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