This is a song about "Hustle on these hoes"

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

My nigga was on his hustle i introduced him my name

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Every single one of these bitches are standard hoes,

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Took me a while just to write those

I said i love these hoes i love these hoes

Damn these hoes are thirsty for a sturdy,

The optimistic, pro on the lottery

Im spreadin' legs while givin' these hoes pathogens

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

They like talk to em young

These hoes are for anyone