This is a song about "Getting money and fucking hoes"

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Fucking all dem hoes,rapping south

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Licking bitches in between there toes, fucking all the hoes

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

This shit cost money and i'm always fucking broke,

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

Getting to the money

With the hoes getting sloppy oddly cocky

Sorry, that’s just part of my hobby

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