This is a song about "Weed hennessey money bitches"

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Translation cause my life is too sweet

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Indubitably i'm too street

Who be puffin that weed

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

We all dream one day we kings and queens

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

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody