This is a song about "Caviar and hoes"

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

And imma make these hoes bleed

Have no souls indeed

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Best believe ima count bankroll, fuck and pass hoes,

And watch these style niggas try their best at pulling hoes,

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Playas is hatin’ and hoes is choosing

And this will be the song that we sing

Thirsty hoes, and its a drought

Mmg man, we smoked out

I bestow blows that freeze foes and sweep hoes.

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Brought the caviar and heavy plans,

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps