This is a song about "Bmoney and hoes"

Jay rock got flows

Bought the dope and have hoes

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

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

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Y’all only in it for the cars

Fuck them hoes and the cops

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

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

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

Best believe ima count bankroll, fuck and pass hoes,

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