This is a song about "Money hoes lingerie"

No, no, we are not those

Keep it trill for the hoes

I think that she knows

We out here chasin hoes

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

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

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

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

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

Everything i wanted never seem so close

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

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

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

I show up with four hoes

Big homie hov said i am close

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes