This is a song about "Nick and koby and hoes"

And imma make these hoes bleed

Bitch i'm all you need

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

And y'all talk constantly, about all of your bitches and hoes,

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

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

I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

We love for a while then a light goes

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,