This is a song about "Pimping hoes"

I show up with four hoes

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

I'm freakin the hoes bra

I ain't, mad, at cha

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

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

You actin' like i'm out here rapin' hoes

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

All these hoes copying chelsea kitchin

Young nigga with old spirit and ambition

She's bad and she knows

Keep it trill for the hoes

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Everything i wanted never seem so close

Got shows on top of shows

You niggas aint got no hoes