This is a song about "Hoes n money"

Keep it trill for the hoes

It's all she knows

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

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

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

First i have potential, now i got them answers

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

See i'm not writing for the the fame 'n the money,

In the garden guarding my hoes

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

You niggas aint got no hoes

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

This is love, nothing else close