This is a song about "Top notch hoes"

You can't throw a punch like ratchet hoes

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

Guess i’m different than most

We out here chasin hoes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Live from the lamont's rose

For 12 years,no new hoes!

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

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

You niggas aint got no hoes

Man i swear she's bad and she knows