This is a song about "Hoes and drugs"

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

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

And y'all talk constantly, about all of your bitches and hoes,

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Water-less, they sprinkles us with the bullshit that they there through drugs and hoes,

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

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

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Bought the dope and have hoes

Got shows on top of shows

Fuck them hoes and the cops

And mine somewhere bout mars

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes