This is a song about "No hoe"

So you can thank your hoe…

In the club like fuck it, though

Hoe i'm tired of you're clash

Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass

She ain't no hoe, what you talkin' bout

Y'all be in love, like the howard crowd

When i'm knocking, you better run hoe!

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

You ain't my bro no more,you are hoe

Now this is to the hoe…

Your last man was semi pro

Which itty bitty whiny hoe

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

Or should i say snow... cause i exploded ya'know, eroded this hoe,