This is a song about "Hoes"

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Like a line full of hoes

I think that she knows

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

Guess i’m different than most

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

In the garden guarding my hoes

Got shows on top of shows

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

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

For 12 years,no new hoes!

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes