This is a song about "Hoe boys are annoing"

I'm rolling down the window

Which itty bitty whiny hoe

I'mma do this fast or slow

I not chasing no hoe

Hoe i'm tired of you're clash

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

I think she's probably done with boys

Simply out of this world by choice

You don't mess with 12, my boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

You fuck around and get killed hoe

She so sweet, shortie feed my ego

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

Body bags are piling up, time to grab myself a hoe,