This is a song about "Pussy and hoes and money"

I'll take control and break the mold, and even though fakest hoes,

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

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

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

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

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

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

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

In front of our building, they was my heroes

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

A pussy and a crotch, rapper and astronaut!

I be murdering bars

Fuck them hoes and the cops

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

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