This is a song about "Money hoes"

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

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

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

You actin' like i'm out here rapin' hoes

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

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

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

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

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Here they keep a rachet close

You niggas aint got no hoes

Live from the lamont's rose

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those