This is a song about "Ass and hoes"

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

And keep out of the way of the hoes.

Everything i wanted never seem so close

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes,

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

I'll take control and break the mold, and even though fakest hoes,

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Sometimes i think, what i need

And imma make these hoes bleed

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

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

I bestow blows that freeze foes and sweep hoes.