This is a song about "Pimp hoes"

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

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

Her pimp, walked up to her with his signature limp

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

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

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

Limp dick tryin not to trip walking and rocking my pimp stick,

Walking straight in confidence, got my pimp game

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

This life i chose

Like a line full of hoes

We out here chasin hoes

Tryna stay clear of my foes

To become a pimp, no drugs or tobacco

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough