This is a song about "Cars money bitches hoes cribs millions hater"

Hoes love me because of my cars

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

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

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

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

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

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

Got one good tip: bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with

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

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth