This is a song about "Rodney hoes on fleek"

Guess i’m different than most

Like a line full of hoes

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

Find whatever it is you need/ from the bomb bay car fucking hoes on main/

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

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

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

Check me out ain't no time pout, my rhymes are sick these hoes be on my dick

She's bad and she knows

For 12 years,no new hoes!

It's all she knows

We out here chasin hoes

So i can nut on these hoes

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those