This is a song about "Money hoe clothes"

Scab, fix up look shop joe

Knocking success in my chest hoe

Went down the aisles, snatchin all the clothes

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

Went down the aisles, snatchin' all the clothes

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Hoe i'm tired of you're clash

Now this is to the hoe…

I'm rolling down the window

If they be man or hoe.

Turning to ground zero

You little young-ass motherfuckers

You're bad, but hoe i'm worse

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes