This is a song about "Harleys and 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

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Bought the dope and have hoes

Tryna stay clear of my foes

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

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

I'll take control and break the mold, and even though fakest hoes,

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

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

In front of our building, they was my heroes

You feel it from your head to your toes

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

Money's on my mind, break the bank, now the clothes and hoes,

You got your mean little walk with the model pose