This is a song about "Mad hoes"

Ain't no women at the shows

Bought the dope and have hoes

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

We love for a while then a light goes

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

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Like a line full of hoes

You niggas aint got no hoes

This is love, nothing else close

Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart, oh i was so mad

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

It's all she knows

We out here chasin hoes

Guess i’m different than most

Like a line full of hoes