This is a song about "Instagram hoe"

And i've been thinking bout you

Abrakadabra a hoe or two

Down just so we can grow

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

Now this is to the hoe…

Who real bitches check me out though

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I probably body you on instagram banging and bluffing

Or should i say snow... cause i exploded ya'know, eroded this hoe,

If you ready then i'm ready go, hear this on my radio

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

Which itty bitty whiny hoe

Body bags are piling up, time to grab myself a hoe,

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam

A girls self worth is the liking on her instagram