This is a song about "Money cars and hoes"

Hoes love me because of my cars

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

Neighbours washing cars and reading fucking magazines.

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

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

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

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

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,