This is a song about "Bitches and hoes"

And imma make these hoes bleed

From the back seat, back seat

Plus she outrun any youngin that i've hung with

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

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

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Everything i wanted never seem so close

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Licking bitches in between there toes, fucking all the hoes

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

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

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

And watch these style niggas try their best at pulling hoes,