This is a song about "Money hoes car and clothes"

(fast) i want da money car door funny

On they twitter writing novels, see

Looking for sum hoes with no clothes

Please put that in your notes

The only time i flirt with her

I rock cool clothes and the dopest sweater,

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

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

Laundry my clothes while the feds money laundry

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

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