This is a song about "Weed pussy weed money coden and sprite"

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

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

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

From the weed staining and all thats remaining

And light beers, they slight care, they spring breaking

Rolling weed and smoking it too

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

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

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

For a bit of weed and chips

Lil prps like 3 digits

I eat shrooms, and smoke a fuck-load of weed,

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat