This is a song about "We dont love these hoes"

And mine somewhere bout mars

Hoes love me because of my cars

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

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

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

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

And imma make these hoes bleed

Last of a dying breed

These hoes are for anyone

Flyer than the rest of them

Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart, oh i was so mad

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

I said i love these hoes i love these hoes

Everything i wanted never seem so close