This is a song about "Brooke being a hoe and bitch"

I know that love it could begin

Blow up and being in a position

No more amore, i refuse to force you

Abrakadabra a hoe or two

And we type of niggas that'll smash and pass a hoe

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

And still being a rebel

I dumped the hoe and fell asleep inside of a bugatti

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

And you don't qualify because you are a hoe.

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

And everyone knows u cant turn a hoe into a housewife