This is a song about "Hoes niggas money honkeys bitches weed"

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

And y'all talk constantly, about all of your bitches and hoes,

Part of me though, is searching for answers

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

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

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

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

Just before they seen my money in the green

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches