This is a song about "Hollow tipd"

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

I put lipstick on my hollow tip

I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

I created this image

A hollow demon bitch

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

I couldn't either if my head was hollow.

Inject us with a venom, words so hollow

They all need attention, they call me a g though

Then to try to chase these men

Hollow tips well let you taste em

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

They have hollow reflections

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

People walk around hollow