This is a song about "Bitch and hoes"

And keep out of the way of the hoes.

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Y’all only in it for the cars

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Fuck them hoes and the cops

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

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

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

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

In front of our building, they was my heroes

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

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