This is a song about "Hoes niggas and money"

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

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

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

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

Thirsty hoes, and its a drought

The sun's always out

And watch these style niggas try their best at pulling hoes,

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

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

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

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,