This is a song about "Hoes niggas and money"

Has-beens and never-will-be, ringtone rappers

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

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

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

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

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

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

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

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

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

Fuck them hoes and the cops