This is a song about "Hoes and boats"

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

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

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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

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

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

We love for a while then a light goes

And keep out of the way of the hoes.

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Why i always fuck the good girls and keep wifin these hoes

I bestow blows that freeze foes and sweep hoes.

Love reefer and love sneaker above those