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

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

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

Big homie hov said i am close

Bought the dope and have hoes

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

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes,

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Why i always fuck the good girls and keep wifin these hoes

Everything i wanted never seem so close

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