This is a song about "Fucking them hoes"

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Haha "fuck ya baby", we don't love them hoes!

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

Then when fucking them is a bore

Them hoes be smelling that dick from so far away, they be running

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

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

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

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

And in the end all the pressure makes them fucking crumble,

The differences between being queen and being bitch

He makes sure to show them, inch by fucking inch

Fucking hoes, playing super smash bros as mario

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show