This is a song about "Allanah hoe"

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

And you don't qualify because you are a hoe.

And we type of niggas that'll smash and pass a hoe

The sun gives light cause it is the window

Body bags are piling up, time to grab myself a hoe,

They all need attention, they call me a g though

You fuck around and get killed hoe

But now the dough like kaiser bro

Scarface, say i got that montana flow

Im a boss bitch ,but im not a hoe

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

We still ride though

I miss you at my recent show

When i'm knocking, you better run hoe!

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

Is that there wasn't a father for this pimp and this hoe