This is a song about "Hoes money"

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",

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

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

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

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

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

You niggas aint got no hoes

Damn right madame, again i fucked those hoes

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

We out here chasin hoes

This is love, nothing else close

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

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

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes