This is a song about "Murder hoes"

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

This is love, nothing else close

And losin all his money

Murder his family

Keep it trill for the hoes

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

And if you’re proud of it let me see your lighter

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

Got shows on top of shows

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

I show up with four hoes

Big homie hov said i am close

Like a line full of hoes

No, no, we are not those