This is a song about "Fat hoes"

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Lucky seven probably poppa

Like a line full of hoes

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

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

And that's jay line i had to quote that

You said also i was fat

No, no, we are not those

We out here chasin hoes

I think that she knows

Keep it trill for the hoes

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes