This is a song about "Stinky hoes"

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Damn right madame, again i fucked those hoes

Keep it trill for the hoes

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Here they keep a rachet close

Like a line full of hoes

I show up with four hoes

Big homie hov said i am close

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

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

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

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

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