This is a song about "Don t need a hoe"

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

Is that there wasn't a father for this pimp and this hoe

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

One time for the 305, though

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

Body bags are piling up, time to grab myself a hoe,

It’s so hard and its so an this marvelous flow

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

My rhyme flows, i got a hoe i just need is a real bitch like manti teo

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

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

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow