This is a song about "My bitchs my hoe my weed"

That's my cash flow; the mass of the ass attached to my last hoe

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

Always keepin a bad hoe in my circle

Have a party at my funeral

Yea dank weed pays my bills, feeds my tummy

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

I'll say bitch please you just another itch in my nose that makes me sneeze achoo hoe,

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

I like my weed real loud real loud

We don't care if niggas locked out

Asked them do you know who stole my weed

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Smoking kalifa , my weed the best

Tell my hoe it aint nowhere near time to go

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though