This is a song about "Getting mad hoes"

You niggas aint got no hoes

No, no, we are not those

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

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

Ain't no women at the shows

In the garden guarding my hoes

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

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Guess i’m different than most

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart, oh i was so mad

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back