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

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

Who smokin in my car?

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

You can't find your fucken shoes?

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Looking for sum hoes with no clothes

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

Bloodstained clothes, at a wedding trying to propose to some of these hoes.

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

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

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Money's on my mind, break the bank, now the clothes and hoes,

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose