This is a song about "Pussy hoe"

I not chasing no hoe

Mmg chain, lookin' like a light show

Body bags are piling up, time to grab myself a hoe,

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though

Hoe i'm mad ,let them boo,

No soup for you

I got some woods in yellow, to the burbs im ghetto

Thats right mothafucka, another dead white hoe

Knocking success in my chest hoe

Heard that you alright though

The jiggas and the tips

She's just a hoe with tricks.

Denim front been still kickin' ten zero

When i'm knocking, you better run hoe!

If they be man or hoe.

That's a new flow