This is a song about "Hoes wishy washy"

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

In the garden guarding my hoes

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Keep it trill for the hoes

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Like a line full of hoes

Got shows on top of shows

Always stay ahead of these stank hoes

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

For 12 years,no new hoes!

It's all she knows

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

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