This is a song about "Striking hoes out"

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

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

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Striking down in oklahoma at 2:56, the thoughts make me sick

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

And keep out of the way of the hoes.

Keep it trill for the hoes

No, no, we are not those

All this lightning striking you like a thunderstorm,

I feel goodgot some time off, girl, it's been so long

This life i chose

We out here chasin hoes

Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right

Lightning is striking, water hittin' on my window like ike.

Took me a while just to write those

Im killing niggahz and they hoes