This is a song about "Weed money bitches"

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

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

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

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

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

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

What do i really need

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed

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

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy