This is a song about "Pimps and hoes"

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Money's on my mind, break the bank, now the clothes and hoes,

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Sb nike's, with the grey box

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

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,

Thirsty hoes, and its a drought

I don't know what you heard about

Best believe ima count bankroll, fuck and pass hoes,

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

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

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes