This is a song about "The hoe"

You waking the dead, don't test me hoe my weapons is real

Runnin this bitch, feel like i deserve a medal here

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

I dumped the hoe and fell asleep inside of a bugatti

Your life is a product of trash

Hoe i'm tired of you're clash

Like the man in the cloud on mario,sorry hoe i just not feeling your sorry flow

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

You fuck around and get killed hoe

I just call it …remember all the dough

Now this is to the hoe…

Down just so we can grow

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

I shit on the script while your hoe on my dick, but i never slip,