This is a song about "Tweaking hoes"

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

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

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Tryna stay clear of my foes

For 12 years,no new hoes!

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

About tipsy spirits, higher feelings, and tweaking

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

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

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

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

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

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

I said i love these hoes i love these hoes