This is a song about "Being a hoe"

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

Cant fuck wit a hoe thats basic

She's a dime out a benjamin, what a hoe

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

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

Have you ever felt like, like you never get life

And everyone knows u cant turn a hoe into a housewife

I dumped the hoe and fell asleep inside of a bugatti

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

And go,cause carl c returned to fuck up a hoe,

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

She's just a hoe with tricks.

We buy cars, y’all flip whips