This is a song about "Hoes and wips"

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

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

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

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

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

I'll take control and break the mold, and even though fakest hoes,

Have no souls indeed

And imma make these hoes bleed

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

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos