This is a song about "Partying with hoes"

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

This is love, nothing else close

Im way too hot so many run, the rest get cooked n served like dennys buns.

Posin' with hoes, hopin' to own 'em / it's a no-go, so i'm closing their notions

Rolling with the dopest hoes and they don't know i rap

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

They were partying i was cutting tracks

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Everything i wanted never seem so close

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

Working the drywall partying it up

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

Never choke, #do #ya?, hoes insane with the #throat,