This is a song about "Hoe in the store"

Now this is to the hoe…

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

Got the villainy in store, causing injuries galore

I'm the jew, in the jewel store, bagging all these new whores,

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

Yo we roll in the hole,we roll with the hoe

Dig, these niggas is fake joe

Knocking success in my chest hoe

Like that one whore yeah that one i meet at the store,

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

If yall aint get it, the store is a front, front is a store

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

I'm a lost soul, twisted lyricist with mischief in store

My ambition is ammunition if this is war