This is a song about "Bitches hoes"

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

In front of our building, they was my heroes

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

And y'all talk constantly, about all of your bitches and hoes,

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

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

I show up with four hoes

No, no, we are not those

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

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

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Like a line full of hoes

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

I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow