This is a song about "Weed money hoes el chapo green"

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

Ill snap u in have like the seahawks did randell el/

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

We love for a while then a light goes

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

My money is turning me green no wonder im called radioactive,

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

All i see is green, cash signs i mean. weed to though cant forgot about the kush bro.

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

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

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

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

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck