This is a song about "Money cars and hoes"

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",

You feel it from your head to your toes

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

All i need is moola cars and friends

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

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

I don't care about the nice cars and shoes with the leather,

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever

Jay rock got flows

Bought the dope and have hoes