This is a song about "Osvaldo you got a big nose got no hoes"

If you ain't got no ass bitch wear a poncho

Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low

You claim to have all these hoes but yuh ain't got no bitches.

And really don't matter unless y'all coming with

Code red, which means you go red

Head so big i got a crooked neck

Hoes are what i don't chase, i got no time to waste

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Mustache and a big nose,

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

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

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

You got love for hov? man, you got love for hoes