This is a song about "Ballin with my hoes"

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

You're dirty like the jersey shore with those orange hoes.

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Your dream movie? i'm the clearest copy

With the hoes getting sloppy oddly cocky

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

Then fade you out like i'm ballin' with mike jordan

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

Looking for sum hoes with no clothes

I'm 8 ballin with your dealer and he knows my last name get the fuck out

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

A lotta hoes in my phone