This is a song about "Money ant hoes"

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Bought the dope and have hoes

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Regardless to all them, i appease her

I can't ant get away with murder

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

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

Like a line full of hoes

This is love, nothing else close

Big homie hov said i am close

You niggas aint got no hoes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

I show up with four hoes