This is a song about "Fuck the hoes"

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

I hate bitches snitches stab them with syringes throw em in ditches and holes fuck hoes/

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

Best believe ima count bankroll, fuck and pass hoes,

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Everything i wanted never seem so close

For my nigga i gotta fuck two hoes

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

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

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

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those