This is a song about "Messy hoes"

You'll need a bib for this, my kills are messy

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

In the garden guarding my hoes

Like a line full of hoes

Got shows on top of shows

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

You feel it from your head to your toes

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

Keep it trill for the hoes

Tryna stay clear of my foes