This is a song about "Ratchet as hoes"

Bought the dope and have hoes

Big homie hov said i am close

For 12 years,no new hoes!

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

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

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

I spit on it, i'm ratchet, make a racket when i grab the pen,

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Dodgin ratchet hoes, like im dodgin these cones

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

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Like a line full of hoes

Jay rock got flows