This is a song about "Hoes"

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

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

I said i love these hoes i love these hoes

Always stay ahead of these stank hoes

Big homie hov said i am close

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

Took me a while just to write those

We out here chasin hoes

She's bad and she knows

Like a line full of hoes

No, no, we are not those

You niggas aint got no hoes

Live from the lamont's rose