This is a song about "Rachet hoe"

Like curses on the radio

Now get the fuck back hoe

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Abrakadabra a hoe or two

Im braver,no hoe saver,

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Im a boss bitch ,but im not a hoe

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

Who real bitches check me out though

When i'm knocking, you better run hoe!

This one's for the lovers

You're bad, but hoe i'm worse

I not chasing no hoe

Although thought that we would grow

Thats right mothafucka, another dead white hoe

My new flow bought hublots below zero