This is a song about "Slaying hoes"

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

I said i love these hoes i love these hoes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Slaying when campaigning punching babies as if i was cam brady/

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Bought the dope and have hoes

This life i chose

Like a line full of hoes

X's and o's, you must be the rose

So i can nut on these hoes

I show up with four hoes

No, no, we are not those