This is a song about "Hoes you can t trust"

Only person i can trust in this world is my chauffeur

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

T-raw you don't know who you fucking with?

Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth

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

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

Watch these hoes & they traps or you can be trapped

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Cause when i make this stew

Trust me im the one for you

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

Its soo-woo season and shawty dick teasin' now for that reason

You don;t thin anymore

Baby, let me give you a call