This is a song about "Blowing hoes"

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

My nigga i'm blowing o's, she blowing coke, candy for the nose

X's and o's, you must be the rose

I said i love these hoes i love these hoes

Like a line full of hoes

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

I'm blowing up like the big bang

Live my life through some film, man

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

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

Blowing up all statistics

That going through some things

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

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Here they keep a rachet close

We out here chasin hoes