This is a song about "Weed money bitches and good times"

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

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

With them jordans on and the sheep coat, the weed smoke from that good kush,

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

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

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

All the good times and all times we said i love you

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Thinking of bliss and the good days

Weed and rapping weed in jays

My guy got all the good weed

We can't catch the beat