This is a song about "Fucking bitches and hoes"

You claim to have all these hoes but yuh ain't got no bitches.

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

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

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

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

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Fucking all dem hoes,rapping south

Licking bitches in between there toes, fucking all the hoes

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

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

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