This is a song about "Hoes and monet"

Best believe ima count bankroll, fuck and pass hoes,

In front of our building, they was my heroes

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

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

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes,

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

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

We love for a while then a light goes

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Ive killed 218 babies 2180 teens 21800 men and 218000 slutty hoes,

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows