This is a song about "Bitches and hoes and weed"

We love for a while then a light goes

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

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

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Nowadays it’s about bitches and hoes and riches and dough,

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Fuck them hoes and the cops

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

Bitches and hoes, yo, get smothered underneath the snow,

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

This is no trial, this a closed case

Weed and rapping weed in jays