This is a song about "Little hoe"

The other was you being a stocky hoe,

Lost my nigga over nothing though

And i be countin' money till i pass out

She ain't no hoe, what you talkin' bout

And we type of niggas that'll smash and pass a hoe

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

1000 dollar jeans flow

So you can thank your hoe…

If they be man or hoe.

What's the deal with the nets though

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Hoe i'm mad ,let them boo,

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

No, but it will give everyone a show, your just mad cause i fucked yo hoe, thats a little low,

Thats right mothafucka, another dead white hoe

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow